Loving With Friends Pt. 10

Literotic asexstories – Loving With Friends Pt. 10 by ChasBozwell30,ChasBozwell30
(This is the final part. Thanks to everyone for reading, for the views and the nice words. It was so much fun writing this series. I LOVE these characters, and would consider writing a follow up if people were interested. Or maybe some small “what happened next” chapters.)

We all had dinner together, sitting around the kitchen talking and laughing. We needed it, to recharge and get our energy back. What a morning. What a day.

We’d all helped Rachel make the food, and she’d been delighted. At one point she threatened to put jam over everything, and I had to pretend I wasn’t erect at the idea.

Dee put her arms around my waist in the kitchen. “You can lick it off me when we get home,” she purred. “I will just lie there and let you.”

I wriggled under her grip. “What if I take my time?”

“Take all the time you like.”

“Oh, so I can lick you all day?”

She gave me a solemn nod. “All day.”

I turned to her, smiling. “Sounds like a lot of fun. For both of us.”

She wriggled her eyebrows and we laughed. Sex had always been good between us, but now there was so much more fun, and even more love and understanding than ever before.

While we were on the subject, I sent Rachel the list of foods and drinks she and Matt were to play with. She read it after dinner, as we were all relaxing in the lounge. She was smiling broadly. “Ice cream. Lovely. Tea. Oh Matt, you’re going to glaze a donut for me.”

He smiled.

She read on. “I’ll have to toss you in my salad.”

We all groaned.

“What, it’s on the list! Cummy ice cubes. Yogurt. Strawberries. White wine.” She bit her lip. “Fuck this is quite a list, Jim. This is hot, thank you.”

“My pleasure. I expect to hear all about it.”

Rachel’s eyes lit up. “Taste test?”

“Exactly. And did you see the last one?”

She smiled. “Apple pie?”

I nodded. “That one he has to fuck. He has to cum in it and you have to bury your face in it. Pictures and everything.” Matt and Rachel exchanged looks, as if startled by how sexy the challenge suddenly was. I shrugged at their expressions. “Sorry. I don’t make the rules.”

“Then who does?” Rachel was smiling, but I liked how shocked she looked.

I nodded at Dee.

Rachel’s jaw dropped further. “That was your idea?”

Dee just gave her a perfectly innocent look. “Me? No, I could never imagine something like that. I could never picture you doing something like that.” She gave Rachel a sweet, but flirty, smile, then got up and took her glass to the kitchen.

When she was gone Rachel turned to me. “I love her, Jim, I will fight you for her!”

I laughed. “Hell no.”

She put on a look of frustration, as least I assumed it was a look, and she pouted. “I’ll swap you the car. The house. What’s your price?”

I grinned. “She’s priceless, and you know it.”

She slumped in her seat. “I know.”

Sitting next to her, Matt rubbed her arm. “Am I not enough?” He smirked.

She wriggled into his lap and kissed him. I watched as his hands came round and scooped up her big bum. She squealed happily as he kissed her neck.

“I could watch you two all day,” I said, “you’re so perfect together.”

Rachel turned in Matt’s lap and smiled. “That’s sweet. Watching you and Dee makes me happy too. You clearly adore each other.”

“Don’t you love seeing love?” Matt said. He was the quietest of the four of us, and sometimes he only threw in a joke, but we could sense his earnestness.

Rachel gave him a kiss. “Baby.”

At that moment Dee came back in and we all stopped talking. She was wearing the strap on. We all just stared at her for a moment. Dee looked down, as if surprised. “What? Oh, this? I had some practice earlier. Now I need some more. Rachel said I could borrow this for whenever I fuck Matt’s brains out. That’s right now, by the way.”

I looked at Matt and grinned. He raised his eyebrows, but he was staring at the strap on with a curiosity that was obvious. It was the smaller one. Pink, shiny, a good five inches. The kind you would feel. The kind you would adore if it hit the right spot. I felt a pavlovian rush of saliva in my mouth at the sight. Rachel took Matt’s glass and put her own one down. She looked at her husband. She was clearly excited by this development, but she wasn’t going to make the first move.

He sighed, and then took off his shirt. Rachel squealed happily, then she was quickly unbuckling his jeans. I glanced at them, but I couldn’t stop looking at Dee. She saw my eyes were on her cock, so she stroked it and looked at me.

“You look amazing,” I said.

“I feel pretty amazing. This thing is wild.”

Rachel had pulled off Matt’s jeans and was rubbing his cock and kissing him. “Love you,” she said between kisses. “This is. So hot. Love you.”

When she stopped kissing him he stroked her hair. “I would do anything for you.”

She pouted. “You don’t have to do it for me, you know?”

He grinned. “You both want it, which means I want it. Besides, I’ve always loved feeling a finger, this is going to be hot.”

“It feels incredible,” I said.

He didn’t look convinced.

“Let me prepare you,” Rachel got him down onto his knees and moved him so he was facing away from us. Then she bent behind him and started slowly rimming him. He moaned softly.

Dee approached them both. She had some lube and was rubbing it over the strap on. I stood beside her and jerked her dick. I kissed her. “Hello, sexy.”

Her smile was insane.

Rachel looked up at us, then stroked Matt’s back. “We won’t hurt you baby, okay?”

Dee was staring at his saliva slippery anus. “Finger him, Rachel. Open him up for me.”

I put my arms around her waist and kissed her neck. “You’re in charge now, baby.”

Dee tipped the lube into Rachel’s cupped waiting hands. They exchanged a look that was so electric it could have powered the grid for a decade. Then Rachel turned back to Matt. She pushed a lube-sticky finger into his anus. He groaned.

“Take it baby, be a good boy.”

He took a deep breath. “Anything for you.”

We watched quietly as Rachel finger fucked her massive doting husband. She built up to two fingers, then added some spit to the lube. Matt was rocking against her hand. Her free hand reached down and stroked his cock. When she had two fingers sawing in and out of him, she got up and stepped back. He gaped a little. Dee brought her lube soaked cock over to him and pressed the tip against his anus.

“Beg.”

Matt groaned. “Dee…”

She gave him a light spank. “Come on, it’s my turn now.”

Rachel took a step back from us and watched. She undid her dress and let it fall around her feet. She hadn’t been wearing any bra. A pair of knickers were kicked dismissively away. She stared at Matt, intoxicated by what was happening. Her hand hovered over her pussy, as if she was scared of the intensity a touch would bring her.

Dee poked Matt’s anus. “Come on practice boy. Beg.” She looked at me, her eyes were dancing. “Tell me how you like it, baby. I need to test it on him first.”

I was at her side in a flash. “Tease him, in and out slowly. Put your hands on his hips and stretch him.”

“Like this?” She pushed a little way into him and he gasped. Then she pulled out.

“Yes baby. Like that. Feels so good.”

She teased him and pushed in and out a few times, then she grabbed his hips and pushed in harder. He groaned loudly. Rachel was at his side in a shot. She was stroking his face and kissing him. “Good?”

He nodded.

Rachel read his face, then looked back at Dee. “He can take it, fuck him.”

Dee looked at me for instructions. “Go deep but go slow.” I told her. “There’s a magic spot you’ve got to hit, it changes everything.”

She nodded, then worked slowly, carefully. We all heard Matt strain and groan. Rachel’s hand went down and squeezed his large drooping cock. “Good boy. My good boy. You like getting fucked by a pretty girl while another one milks you?”

He just groaned loudly into a cushion. She smiled.

Dee was now pounding steadily in and out of Matt, she had a nice slow and deep rhythm going. She stopped and paused. “Did you beg, Matt? I’m still waiting.”

He groaned. “Please Dee. Fuck me.”

“In your arse?”

“Please fuck my arse.”

“Is it good?”

He groaned. “Yes. Yes it’s good.”

Dee gave him a couple of deep thrusts. She wasn’t all the way in, but she was a good depth. He yelped, and Dee froze.

Matt’s body had gone rigid. “Oh fuck. Right there.”

“That’s it,” I said. “The spot.”

Smiling broadly now, she fucked him, slow and deep, while Rachel wanked him. He groaned and bucked. He was trying to move with both sensations and it wasn’t possible.

“He can’t take much more,” I told them.

Dee looked back at me. “Am I doing it good, baby?”

I smiled adoringly. “You’re doing amazing. He must be in heaven. I am, and I’m just watching.”

Her pretty hazel eyes studied me as she grunted. “Is this how you want it?”

I nodded. I don’t know how we had got here, but I was deliriously happy. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing; a man bent over being fucked by my sweet Dee. I grinned. “Yes baby. Fuck yes. Just like that.”

Rachel stroked Matt’s hair. “She’s good with that cock, isn’t she?”

Dee paused. “Your turn.” She was looking at Rachel.

Rachel looked up at her. “Me?”

“Get beside Matt. All fours.”

Rachel licked her lips, loving this new bossy Dee. She wriggled around into the right position. I knew this could get a bit messy. As Dee slowly pulled out of Matt, I was quick to go over with a couple of tissues, to clean up. She made him gape. I wiped off her strap on and kissed her. Then I put some fresh lube on.

“Get her anus ready.”

I obediently got to my knees and started to rim Rachel. She moaned happily. I tongued her as deep as I could, then leaned back and spat. She wriggled as saliva ran down her leg. I got some lube and then started to finger her tight puckered hole. I reached over and started to stroke Matt’s balls. I didn’t think about it, I just started to finger him at the same time. Both of them were moaning and writhing.

“Oh yes, Jim!” Dee loved it.

I fingered Matt and Rachel, smiling widely at the sight of them both bent over and submissive. “Oh they’re both so tight.”

I pulled out of Matt and focused solely on Rachel, finger-fucking her deep. Her anus was tight, she was overall very petite, but she opened up for cock nicely. I pulled her cheeks open and spat inside her anus. She groaned at the sensation. I offered her well licked hole up to Dee. “Why don’t you fuck her open for me, so I can go next?”

Dee licked her lips. The strap on felt good on her, I could tell. She kept stroking it. Rachel just reached back and pulled at her cheeks. Dee walked forward and put her cock inside her. Earlier she had taken Rachel’s pussy, but this was different. A dirtier, more debased, form of sex.

Rachel opened her mouth, and a long slow moan came out. I stroked her hair. “Good girl. Take it, we all know you love it.”

“I do…” Her voice was hoarse.

“I want your arse next. We can have it, can’t we? We can take turns on you?”

She looked up at me, bright blue eyes wide. “Yes, Jim. Fuck yes.”

I reached under her and played with her nipples, then reached down and stroked her pussy while Dee found a rhythm pushing deeper into her anus. Dee was sweating now. Besides his wife, Matt was jerking his cock, looking at her flushed face. “Fuck her, Dee. She loves anal, I’m too big to give her what she likes.”

“I bet she loves toys,” I said, still stroking Rachel’s pussy. She grinned, she loved it when we talked about her.

Matt nodded. “Whole box full of butt plugs.”

I moved my hand and started to wank myself next to Rachel’s face. “Not the same is it baby, you need to feel the real thing?”

She groaned and nodded. “Need it.”

Her moans had me hard in no time. I got up, and Dee moved aside for me. She went back to Matt and teased his anus again, while I lubed up and rubbed my cock against Rachel’s bottom. Oh it felt so good. “Do you want this?”

“Oh God yes, please. Please, Jim. Please!”

On the third please I pushed in. Dee’s strap on and all the lube had stretched her good. I slid in her ass about half way. She bucked under me, moaning gutturally. “Oh. Oh. Pussy. Please.”

Matt leaned across and started to rub her pussy. Dee lined up her strap on and started to fuck him again. We had the pair of them bent over and whimpering now.

Rachel came quickly. I knew she was sensitive, I couldn’t imagine how good anal in that tight body felt. She bucked against me, trying to get more inside, then she just shivered and whimpered.

“Look at them,” I grunted, “our playthings now.”

Dee grinned. “Our sluts.”

Masturbating, Matt groaned. “Do I cum on the sofa, is that a waste?”

“Absolutely,” Rachel murmured.

Dee pulled gently back out of him. Matt rolled over onto his back. Rachel shuffled over a little so she could suck him. I looked at her husband. “I’m all the way up her arse. Oh my God it feels good.”

He grinned. “Thank you mate. Honey?” Rachel mumbled something around his cock. Matt sighed. “She loves that so much.” He pulled her face up. “Good, baby?”

She nodded, she seemed dazed. Her head shook in his hands as I pumped into her.

He smirked. “Have you cum already? Just from him being in your arse?”

She nodded.

He stroked her face. “That’s a good girl.”

I was curious about something. “Rachel, have you ever felt two men at the same time?”

She paused from licking cock. “Like a threesome? Spit roast?”

“No, I mean two cocks inside you.”

She glanced at me, eyes wide. “Double penetration?”

I licked my lips. She shook her head. “Do you want to try?” I asked.

She looked at Matt, then nodded at him. “Um. God, yes.” We both moved forward a little, so her face was against his, and his cock was brushing her vagina. I was still rock hard inside her, she was gripping me as if I would never be allowed to leave.

She hesitated. “Oh God. I don’t know. Might be too much. I’m not that big”

Matt kissed her neck. “We can just try it.”

Dee was behind me. “Be careful.”

I nodded. Beneath me, Rachel brushed Matt’s cock up and down against her pussy, then he angled himself a little, and she groaned as the tip of his cock slipped slowly inside her. The three of us froze. I could feel it, something large pushing inside her, just a thin layer of flesh away from me. It was a surreal and fascinating feeling. “I can feel you, Matt, holy fuck,” I said.

Rachel groaned. She was shaking. I knew she loved sex, but this day must have been the most she had ever had. I think we all felt an unspoken need to leave nothing on the table. To leave nothing untried or untested.

Matt stroked her face tenderly. “Baby? Baby?”

She looked at him, her eyes unfocused. “It’s good. It’s good. Oh it’s good.”

“We’ll go really slow,” he said.

She shook her head vehemently. “Fuck me. Oh God fucking fuck me.”

Matt hesitated. “Are you sure?”

Dee was close to us. “She knows what she wants. Give her cock.” I felt the ecstasy of Dee’s fingers brushing my anus. I looked back at her and smiled.

I took a deep breath. “Matt, grab her hips.” I put my hands on her shoulders. “I move, then you move.”

He nodded.

I fucked her arse, then pulled back. I felt Matt thrust inside. We got into an awkward groove and fucked her together. Rachel was sweating profusely. She was frowning intensely. At first she was silent, but then she released a series of moans, each deeper than I had ever heard from her.

“What’s it like?” Dee asked her.

“Just. So full. Just cock. So much cock. So good. On fire.” She smiled weakly.

I pulled Rachel’s hair back to look at her face. “You like two cocks in you?”

She nodded, as if the sensations overwhelming her had left her dumb. Matt pinched her nipples, and she closed her eyes, a long low moan escaped her. Her sounds were all broken now. “Mh. Gu. Gu. Ye. Uhh.”

He looked at me. “Fuck my wife’s arse. Hard as you can.”

I was on the edge, fighting the urge to flood her, but I obeyed, I thrust into her, my hands gripping her shoulders. Her moans were animalistic.

Matt held Rachel’s face and got her to focus on him. “Fuck me, baby. Grind into my cock. Use it to cum. It belongs to you. You know that.”

I felt her grinding down against him, her hips swaying, and they both closed their eyes in rapture.

In moments she was cumming. All these sensations were far more than she could take. Rachel was a wet whimpering mess. Matt and I stopped moving. He stroked her face, she nuzzled into his palm, moaning, while I stroked her back. It took her a while to calm down and fall still. “Is that enough, baby?”he asked. I thought of all the pleasure she had given and taken today, she was remarkable.

She nodded weakly. Her eyes were still closed as I gingerly pulled out of her. Matt carefully pulled her off of him, and she curled into his chest, sighing contentedly. Matt stroked her back, and I stared down at her. I held her cheeks apart and admired her gaping anus. She moaned at my touch.

Matt smiled up at me. “How does she look?”

“So so good.”

We were both still insanely hard, when we heard a shy voice. “Can I try?”

I turned to look at Dee. We all did. Her voice was quiet, and she was holding her arms crossed over her chest, an old nervous posture. She knew what she was asking for. It was a lot, but it wasn’t too much. Not today. Today she had pushed through most boundaries she had left. This was nothing. Her eyes were bright with curiosity, with confident open lust. She felt she could take it, and that excited her a much as it did us. Matt and I exchanged looks and smiled.

“Baby,” I said, “if you think you can take it, come and take it.” I gave her a smile that I hoped made her even wetter than she clearly was. Rachel moved off of Matt’s lap, and lubed his cock up with a little spit. I saw the strap on was on the sofa beside her, she must have taken it off while she watched us. “Did you wank, watching us?” I asked, giving her a smile.

She nodded awkwardly, a little embarrassed at the fact. Rachel went over to her, and gave her pussy a little pat. “She’s wet for you boys.”

Blushing, Dee came over and stood between us. I don’t think she knew what to look at or what to do. She was looking down at Matt with a nervous expression, she was probably still recovering from earlier. I rubbed her back. “It’s okay. See what it feels like, we’ll stop if it hurts. You know that.”

“It hurts,” Rachel said, sitting next to Matt and smiling tiredly. “But after that it is so so good. I’ve never felt so…” She looked from me to Matt, searching for the right term. “Being overwhelmed by two lovers at once… is an incredible feeling.”

Dee straddled Matt, and he stroked her pussy lightly. I held her from behind and kissed her neck. My erection brushed her bottom and she stiffened. Her mind seemed to be unravelling what she was about to do, and the nerves were kicking in. I didn’t think she would do it, it was too much, but just seeing her think about it, want it, was sexy as anything. “It’s okay,” I whispered, “it’s okay.” I kissed her cheek.

She lowered herself slowly over Matt, and he carefully angled his cock to help her. She slid slowly onto him. Taking the tip of him, then taking a little more, then a little more. He held her hips tight, and held her steady. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed them as she moaned. “I forgot, you love big cock now.” She groaned, in a mixture of excitement and embarrassment. “Ride it, show me everything you’ve learned.” I studied her face as she frowned, and lowered herself. I loved how she bit her lip, how she gazed at the man beneath her with determination. With need. She took a lot of him. “Oh wow. Look at you. I’m impressed, baby. You’ve come so far.” I pushed her gently forward, so that Matt could kiss her breasts, then I pulled apart her cheeks to admire her anus. I had always enjoyed licking it. Making her squirm. I turned to Rachel. “I need some lube.” I held up a finger, and she smiled at me as she sucked it. She coated it with spit and drool, then watched as I turned to Dee’s bottom, and pushed it slowly in.

“I’ll get more,” she looked around, then found the lube on the floor by the couch.

Dee was slowly riding Matt, but she froze as she felt the finger. “Ohhh.”

Matt looked up at her. “We’ve been getting you ready for this, haven’t we? Today’s the day, Dee. This is why we played with your ass, baby, to get your body ready for the real thing.”

She nodded at the words, appreciating the weight of them. I rubbed my hard cock up and down her crack, she was moaning. I turned her head to me and kissed her. I felt something cold around my cock, and realised Rachel was applying the lube, wanking me with it. Dee gasped. I pulled away and saw Rachel was also fingering lube into her. “Are you really going to do it?” Rachel’s voice was husky.

Dee didn’t even trust herself to speak. She nodded.

Rachel smiled. “Have you only had toys in your ass?”

I adjusted myself so the tip of my slick cock was pressing at her anus. Rachel moved back and gave us room. “She’s had my tongue,” I said, slowly, “my finger. Matt’s toys. But never this. Are you sure, baby?”

She glanced back at me. I noticed Matt was lightly pinching her nipples. The look she shot me was simply pure lust. All day her body had been boiling over for something intense like this. Something beyond everything else. “I want my boys to fuck me together. I want to feel that.”

I pushed, and my cockhead pressed into her. She closed her eyes. Rachel joined us, she was whispering things to Dee. “The pain goes, it’s so good when the pain goes.”

Dee looked at her. Her face was strained. Her mouth open in a silent snarl of pain. I pushed more, and she gave a sharp yelp that made me freeze. The head of my cock had slipped in, the lube easing me into her. She was pulling her cheeks apart for me.

“Oh that feels. Oh God.”

“Want me to stop?”

She shook her head, frowning fiercely. “Slowly. Slowly. Please.”

I pushed and pulled, playing with the new sensation of her body. She was tighter than Rachel. But no less wet or warm. Rachel adored anal, craved it, once I had got inside her, she had pulled me in. This was different, but just as pleasurable. I could tell Dee was struggling, flinching and trying not to cry out. She wanted to enjoy this, to give us more of herself. But it meant nothing if she didn’t enjoy it even more.

I stopped and stroked her hips. I had pushed a little further inside, and she was rocking back slightly against me. Matt was patiently resting inside her, not moving at all. “How does it feel?”

She winced. “It’s so… Oh. Oh God. I just need- need a minute…” She was twisting between us, probably trying to find some more comfortable angle.

I stroked her back. “It feels lovely, baby,” I said. “But we don’t have to keep going.”

She almost glared at me. “Keep going. I can do it. In fact,” she shot me a look that almost dared me to stop her, “I want you to fuck me. Both of you. Just let go. I can take it.”

Rachel stroked her arm. “Baby, it’s okay.”

Now Rachel got the look. “Tell them to fuck me,” Dee said to her.

Rachel held a look with her, she seemed to be carefully reading the other woman’s face, then she stepped back. “Okay boys. Fuck her.” Dee looked at her, almost pleading with her to give us some sort of push. “She thinks she can take it. Fuck her like she’s me.”

Matt and I took a second to process that. “Honey?” I said.

Dee ground back into me. She moaned. “Do it. Please.”

Matt stroked her face. “Is this about earlier?”

“A little.”

Matt glanced at me. “We talked about hard limits. Things she would never do. I told her pushing yourself through those limits can lead you to discover amazing things.”

“And I want to try,” she said.

I pulled myself out, and she gave a whimper of disappointment. I got more lube and squirted it into her anus, and put more on my cock. Her little arsehole was already gaping slightly. “Okay. God. I want to fuck you so bad. You sure you’re ready?”

She reached back and pulled at her cheeks. I had often thought about anal sex, but I had never thought she would want it or enjoy it, and here she was, wide open and offering it to me. It was astonishingly sexy to see. “Oh baby.” I pressed against her arsehole, and pushed myself in. She gasped loudly. There was pain in her voice, surprise, but also satisfaction. Matt didn’t move, as I grabbed Dee’s hips and fucked myself deeper into her anus with a few careful strokes. I closed my eyes and fucked her with increasing force. She gasped with each thrust. The pain in her voice began to change into something else. I pulled her hair and made her look at me. “I’m deep in your tight anus. So. Does it crave cock like Rachel’s?”

Her eyes were wide. Her lips parted and she let out a low groan. Then she nodded. Meekly. There was something adorable about how she was making us take her. Making us push her.

“Tell me.”

“Yes.” She gasped. “Craves cock. Yes.”

I grinned. “Good girl. Let’s show them. Matt, fuck my love.”

He smiled with relief, and then his hips bucked as he thrusted up into her. He grabbed her breasts while I gripped her hips. We had both held back for so long, now we both let loose, fucking her without restraint. She moaned and mewled between us, I bit her neck. “Are you a big anal girl now too?”

Her face turned to look at me, but her eyes were unfocused. She nodded at the words, then frowned as they wormed into her brain and turned her on even further. I felt her shaking and she began to buck against me. I wrapped one arm around her neck, and used the other to hold her steady. Pleasure peaked inside her with a series of loud pained gasps.

Rachel sat on the couch and looked up at her. “I love you, Dee. I love you so much.”

Dee smiled, but she didn’t turn to her, as if she wasn’t sure where the voice was coming from. Her head lolled back against mine. “Anything she can do…” she muttered.

I kissed her. “You can do better.”

Rachel gave me a naughty smile. “It’s not a competition.”

Dee whimpered. “Oh. Stop. Stop.” Matt and I froze. She squirmed and wriggled between us. “Need. To. Cum.” We watched as she ground against Matt and then squeezed at me. She played frenziedly with her clit. Watching her get off on our cocks as an abrupt orgasm hit her was magic.

Rachel was playing with herself, pulling at her nipples. She was incredibly turned on by Dee. She reached for her phone, I think she wanted to take a picture, but she hesitated.

Dee saw her. “Film us.”

I gave her a hard pump. She shivered. “Baby? Sure?”

Dee groaned. “Please. Never. Felt anything like. This. Probably. Never do this again. So. Uhh. So insane. Dirty. Good.”

Rachel aimed her phone at us. “You want souvenirs, baby?”

Dee nodded, smiling her big wide grin. “Yes. Make me remember. Being so dirty. For you all.”

Rachel smiled back. She tapped the screen and started filming us. Dee smiled for the camera. “Oh yes. Show my boys fucking me. My lovely boys.” She might have said more, but she had turned us on so much that we started fucking her harder. Matt was pulling her into him, hugging her body close and kissing her, while I fucked into the new hole she had presented to me. A wet and heavenly hole. She had never been sexier. Dirtier. Wilder.

We took turns, passing her about. I pulled her back to me, kissing her while holding her arms behind her back. Matt grabbed her exposed breasts. She was suspended between us, only able to move as we allowed. When I stopped kissing her, she gasped and smiled. Rachel was sitting next to Matt, still filming. “Like it, baby?”

Dee nodded. “Oh. It’s so good.”

“Like two men inside you?” I asked, pushing her for the recording.

She licked her lips for the recording. “So fucking good.”

“Like me in your anus honey?”

“LOVE you in my anus.” She rocked back into me, still gasping with a little pain as some bounces pushed me deeper or opened her wider.

I pushed her back down and Matt kissed and licked her breasts. Rachel smiled. “Mmm, pass her back and forth. Just using her. God that’s hot.”

Matt pushed her back and I took her, I grabbed her hair and kissed her, while Matt now played with her clit. I gave her a nice little spank while she moaned into my mouth. I pulled away and just looked into her eyes. I could feel her cumming between us. Her lips trembled and she went stiff while Matt just stabbed up into her. I stroked her face, and then rested her brow against mine. “Oh God I love you.”

“Cumming.” Her voice was a whisper’s whisper.

“I know.” I held her tight.

Her mouth hung open while her orgasm went warmly up her body. I watched as some saliva began to drop and drip from her lips. I don’t think she even noticed. I caught the drop and rubbed the saliva over her mouth. She began frantically kissing my hand.

“Love-” She was trying to say something to me, but just then my cock pushed absolutely all the way into her, I was buried all the way in her. I thought I was there before, but there were new depths. Her eyes went wide. I just nodded at her. “Love you and your cock,” she said at last, giggling with sheer abandonment. She almost seemed delirious.

“You’ve got all of me,” I said, softly. “Your ass loves it.”

Dee groaned. Her body must have been on fire right now.

“Fuck her while I film her face.” Rachel was pointing the phone at Dee’s crazed expression. I bunched up her hair with one hand, and held her with a handful of tit. We fucked her good and steady, sending her back to the edge. She whimpered and finally screamed as it became too much. I kept pulling back and then thrusting all the way deep inside her, I could feel her anus clutching at me as she spasmed inside. Her body was used to me now, my new penetration. It accepted me. It was comfortable with me. She was so tight, but so increasingly yielding. And the sticky sensation of the lube glueing us together was divine.

Matt was groaning as she ground down heavily into him, now riding his mammoth cock with delirious need. “Fuck!” he swore. “FUCK.” He needed to cum, badly.

Rachel was purring for the recording. “Oh look at you, Dee. Cumming hard over two cocks. What a fucking cock whore.” Dee smiled in a daze for the camera. Her bottom was trembling. “Isn’t she good, Jim?”

“Heavenly. She feels so tight.”

“Yeah? Is that little ass just pulling you in?”

I nodded. “It wants cock. It likes it.”

Rachel smiled, delighted. “I’m so happy, for both of you.”

I bit Dee’s neck. “I need to fuck this hole. All the time. Baby?”

She was nodding, over and over. Her eyes looked for me, but they closed as another spasm of pleasure overtook her.

Matt groaned. “I’m so fucking deep. Jesus, Dee.”

She couldn’t speak. Her hips were rocking. Grinding. Her mouth was hanging open again. I wiped away some drool she couldn’t feel. I licked sweat off her back and neck. She tasted different. Her sweat was richer, more intense. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t cum already. I was so unbearably hard. So lost in her.

Dee was whimpering, but her words were impossible to decipher. Was it thank you? Fuck me? Give me more?

“What’s that baby?”

“Do anything.” Her voice was just a light breath.

Matt grinned. “Yeah?”

“Fuck toy,” she muttered. “Be your toy.” Was this something Matt had said to her earlier?

Matt turned her head towards him, sweat was pouring down her face. “You said you didn’t mind fuck toy, but fuck meat was nasty. You couldn’t give me that.”

She focused on him. “I can be your fuck meat.” Her words were slow, strained.

I didn’t know what they were talking about, but I liked it. “Are you sure?” Matt asked.

She nodded. “Please. Want you. Use me. Please.”

He put his hand around her throat. His free hand grabbed her nipple. “Play with her clit and her tit,” he ordered me.

I rubbed her pussy and grabbed her other breast. Dee closed her eyes. I looked at Rachel, she looked like she was holding her breath.

Matt’s hand around Dee’s throat moved slightly. Was he pressing? How hard? I didn’t know much about breath play, but I knew it could be incredibly intense. The trust she was givine us was immense. She was truly giving us everything she could.

“You were a good girl.” Matt’s voice was so soft, but it may as well have been the only noise in the world, so quiet and focused were we all. “Now you’re just fuck meat. Riding cocks with every hole. Giving your men pleasure like a useful toy. Just holes for us. There you go. Good fuck meat. That’s it. Goood fuck meat.”

She shivered at his words. She had surrendered everything to us, given us herself to be used as an object. To be owned. I felt her trying to ride both of us at once. I thought of all the sensations that must have been going through her body at once. Her hands had moved, submissively, behind her back. She was an exposed nerve, and we were playing every ending we could find. Her body juddered. Matt pulled his hand away, and she gasped. At first she shook, then her body felt limp. For a second I was worried, but then she let out a wonderful low moan. Like a pending orgasm had just been released.

“Hold her, Jim. Tight.”

I did as Matt said, holding her tight against me. She was oddly quiet.

“Subspace?” Rachel asked, she looked a little uncertain.

Matt shook his head. “Overstimulation. She’ll be okay in a second.”

I’d heard of subspace, that intense point when pleasure overwhelms you and you’re vulnerable, unable even to move or think. Not something to be taken lightly. I held her as tight as I dared. “Are you okay baby?”

She released a loud breath. She nodded, and sighed happily. “Mmm.” We rocked together for a while. I stroked her hair and she smiled. “I’m good.”

Matt rubbed her hips. His face was covered in sweat. “I love how you try new things, Dee, you are wild.” He let out a heavy breath. He was close to the edge. We all were.

“Thanks,” Dee giggled, we watched as she rubbed her hands over her breasts and belly. She groaned as if her body was on fire. She was rocking her hips in a strange way, as if she’d found the perfect way to use both our cocks. We were all silent, watching her.

I could feel Matt’s huge cock twitching somewhere deep inside Dee. She rocked forward and moaned. All three of us were slick with sweat now. I could taste it on my lip. I grabbed her hips and took a deep breath.

Rachel knew the signs. She smiled. “They’re so close, Dee. You going to milk them, baby? You are going to milk them right?”

Dee nodded, but she frowned. “Milk them?”

“With your holes. Can they let go now, baby? They didn’t get to cum in me.”

Dee frowned. “You didn’t? Oh. I’m sorry. So selfish. Sorry.” The sex had got her emotional, overstimulated. Confused.

I gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Don’t be sorry, silly. We were too busy worshipping you to cum.” She giggled at that. “So. Can we cum now, baby?”

She nodded, smiling happily, her face was flushed from her own pleasure, and the pleasure she was about to give. “Of course. I want it.”

“Yeah?” I started to pump into her slowly.

Rachel smiled. “He wants you to say it.”

Dee was tired, I loved the happy fulfilled look on her face as she turned to look back at me. “Please, Jim. Cum in me. In my anus.”

I didn’t know how I was still as hard as I was, but I couldn’t take much more. Dee turned to Matt, she bent and kissed him. “Please please cum in my pussy.” She turned to the camera. “I love my boys. They give me lots of lovely cum.”

Behind the camera Rachel smiled at us all adoringly, while one finger went missing in her soaking pussy and wide open legs. “I love them too.”

Dee gestured to her, and Rachel came closer. Dee brushed her fingers away and started to finger fuck Rachel. Rachel tried to keep filming, but her eyes were almost rolling in her head. I moved my free hand around her waist, and started to play with her ass. She groaned as I slipped a finger inside her. She was still slick from all the lube that had been in her earlier. With our hungry fingers, Dee and I pulled her into our passionate knot of pleasure. We took turns kissing her, our tongues delving into her warm mouth.

For a perfect minute the four of us were bound together in pleasure like one mindless animal. One sexual beast. It was paradise. It felt like the culmination of everything we had explored and experienced so far. Briefly, we were one body made of love. I was going to tell them all that I loved them. But they knew already.

Matt was staring up into Dee’s eyes urging her on, telling her what a good girl she was for milking her two lovers at once. “Jim’s going to love that anus as much as he loves you. You’ve given him another fuck hole. Good girl.”

“Yeah? Am I good?” I loved the submissive note in her voice, looking for reassurance.

Matt nodded and stroked her face. “Best girl. Taking all our cum. Making us feel SO good.”

Dee began whimpering, close to yet another orgasm. “Milk us,” I said. God, that felt dirty. I wanted her close to me. I pulled at her. Matt saw, and pushed her up, I wrapped an arm around her neck and buried my face in her neck. Smelling her rich sweat stained skin. “You cum first,” I said.

She groaned. “Make me.”

She turned to kiss me, and our eyes locked. I just couldn’t hold back anymore. I came in her ass, big thick spurts going off one after another. The intensity was incredible. I stared into her eyes, my mouth hanging open while I erupted savagely. For a second I thought it wouldn’t end, that her tight hole was perfect for milking me forever. I rubbed her clit frantically and she wailed. There was a wild sensation, as Matt’s massive cock then erupted, and I felt load after load of thick cum pulse deep within her. Dee wriggled and writhed, cumming softly between us. Oh she was so tight it was unreal. Her anus kept twitching, milking me for more and more. I gasped loudly. “Milk you.” Dee groaned. “Good girls milk.” Her squeezing arse milked every last drop of cum out of me and then she went utterly limp. Matt reached up and supported her. I was shaking and trembling, but I helped lower her. She collapsed on Matt’s chest, sobbing in relief.

Rachel put the phone down. “Footage might be a bit shaky at the end,” she said, masturbating. I smiled at her, weakly.

Dee was shaking in Matt’s arms. He stroked her back and nodded at me. I gently pulled out of her, and she groaned. Matt helped me untangle him from her, and then made room so I could lay her down on the sofa and cuddle with her. I kissed Dee’s cheek, her nose, her chin. Her eyes were shut, she was exhausted. I stroked her face. “I love you so so much. That was unbelievable. You are incredible.”

She opened her eyes and found me, as if I had been far away. “Oh. Oh wow. That was. Oh God, that was insane.”

“Are you okay?”

“I think so. Thank you.” Despite everything we had just shared, she blushed. “It was perfect.”

I looked down, her vaginal lips were slick with white cum. Matt always came so much, but this was a big load. It was already running down her leg. “Let me clean you up.”

“No, just hold me.”

“Okay.” I cuddled her some more, and she pushed me back so she could lie dozing on my chest. I lowered my hand and stroked her bum, cum was slowly pouring out of her other, tighter hole. “Messy girl.”

She smiled. “Told you I could take it.”

I kissed her nose again. “Yes you did. And yes you fucking did.”

We lay there for a while, coming down from the intensity we had just experienced. She wriggled. Her hand rubbed her pussy. “Oh God, that is sticky.”

I smiled, and ran a finger down her chest to her tummy. “Please let me clean you up. Let me take care of you.”

She smiled. “Okay.”

I got down between her legs and started to lap up Matt’s cum. She stroked my hair gently. I loved the look of affection on her face. I moved my tongue up and down slowly. Licking and lapping, but also teasing slightly. “That better, baby?”

She nodded, smiling happily at my efforts. “Yes, baby. That’s lovely. Thank you.”

I licked her more, going so slowly and gently that time itself could have stopped. My tongue began gently flicking her clit. She lay back and got comfortable. “That’s nice, Jim. Mmm.” She lifted her lips and I felt her try to push more cum out for me.

Reader, I devoured her.

I pushed my tongue deep inside her and curled it around the cum. I licked at her lips. I blew, I lapped, I teased, I nibbled. I sucked hungrily on her clit. I was cumhigh and cuntdrunk, obsessed with pleasing her. She writhed and shook. There is eating pussy and then there is worshipping it. “Oh Jim. Jiiim!”

I held her legs open and hungrily sucked on her clit. She shuddered underneath me, her fingers grabbing at locks of my hair. When I felt her trembling subside I looked up at her. She was panting, chest and neck damp with fresh sweat.

Beside us, Rachel was cuddling Matt, watching with her face on his chest. She smiled happily. “Good boy. Good girl.”

We took a break and got some cool drinks. Dee reassured us she was alright. She had done a couple of things that only this afternoon were too much for her, but she enjoyed that. Enjoyed exploring her limits. “I like that moment,” she explained, “going from thinking you can’t do something, to wondering what it would be like, and then wondering if you could do it after all.” Her eyes roved, as though she was revealing something intimate, and it was easier without looking anyone in the eye. “And you’re not just surprising yourself, but everyone else. You’re revealing something to everyone. That’s pretty hot.”

“I was very proud,” Matt said, “and very impressed. Very.” I felt Dee wriggle happily in my lap at his words.

I cooled her off by trickling lemonade down her chest as she sat in my arms, and licking it off. She sighed happily. Then I had her lay face down so I could rim her and blow soothingly on her asshole. She giggled as I did.

Across from us Rachel sat with Matt. She couldn’t leave his cock alone, and had started to lightly stroke him, now she was masturbating him back to hardness. He always got hard quickly. I wasn’t surprised he could get hard again so soon, the room smelled thickly of sweat and cum. We were sitting in a cauldron of sex. Dee and I sat up to watch. Matt was leaning back, while Rachel was wanking him slowly, teasingly. It didn’t look like she had the energy for much more. She spit in her hand, and he groaned as she gave him a sloppy stroke. I let her torment him like this for a while, then I shuffled over to them. “We suck cock in this house, isn’t that right?”

Rachel laughed happily.

I was out of practice, but I took him in my mouth and sucked. He tasted sweet and hot. “Mmm, I can definitely taste Dee,” I said. “Oh she came a LOT.”

Dee was suddenly beside me. “Let me help.”

Matt then got the most amazing blow job of his entire life. I licked up one side of his cock, while Dee, kneeling next to me, licked the other side. We went up and down in tandem, licking feverishly. We were sharing everything, in perfect sync. It was such a wonderful feeling.

Rachel was now sitting next to Matt. While he lay with his head back, groaning in ecstasy, she was stroking his chest. “Oh wow. Look at them. They want to make sure you’re happy. Everyone’s taken care of. Everyone cums. Over and over…” She pinched his nipple. “Say thank you.”

Matt looked down at us, eyes only half open. He smiled. “Thank you.”

I was licking his balls, while Dee was sucking his tip, when he came. He came in tired groaning spurts, as if we were draining him of the last remaining drops of life he had. He wasn’t holding back, he just needed release. It shot all over Dee’s cheek, she took the rest in her mouth. It was too much for her, so she dribbled some back onto his cock. I cleaned it up for her, licking his cock nice and clean while Dee stroked my hair. “Mmm. Good boy.”

“Feed it to her,” Rachel said, her voice was calm and drowsy.

I licked the cum off of Dee’s cheek and then kissed her, feeding it to her. Matt’s cum was nice and salty, with a thickness, a heaviness, to it that I liked. I felt her tongue collect it and her hands held my face, to help me pass it along. We passed it back and forth, loving the thick weight and taste of it. After she swallowed, we kept kissing, holding the taste between our courting tongues. We turned to Rachel and we stuck our tongues out to show our good work. She smiled proudly.

I kissed Dee again, more softly now. Tasting him on her breath was wild.

Matt just lay back gasping.

I had had so much of his cum today, but this was the freshest. I told him that, and something hungry crossed his face.

I was hard again. It was the cum that did it, that and sharing such an intimacy with Dee. I looked down at my erection. I wanted Dee, but surely she couldn’t take anymore. “I need to deal with this,” I said. I got up, thinking I might just take a seat and have a wank, put on a show. But Dee quickly lay back on the sofa. She pulled her knees up to her breasts and smiled.

“Aren’t you sore?” I asked, worried. I didn’t want to hurt her.

“If you need to cum, that’s what I’m here for.” Her eyes locked on mine. I knew she must be tired, but she wanted me to know I had her.

The sight of her like that, so open, so giving, only made me even harder. I got between her legs and penetrated her, melting into her like it was nothing. Oh God. The dear relief of her heat. So good. So sweet. I kissed her softly. Oh. She was hot, and wet. So wet. “I’ll be quick,” I whispered.

She shook her head. “Enjoy it. I will.” Her eyes were hungry. We didn’t put on a show, we both just needed to cum more.

I squeezed her breasts. “You liked having that strap on, fucking them both, didn’t you?”

She nodded, eyes wild. “I loved having a cock.”

“Going to fuck me next?”

“Yes. Hard. So hard.”

“Promise?”

“I promise, baby. Bend you over like Matt. Fuck you. And you fuck me. In my ass. Promise?”

I smiled. We had become anal fiends, and I couldn’t have been happier. “I promise, baby. Fuck you so deep.”

My hands found hers, and our fingers interlocked. “You cum first,” I said.

She nodded, then shut her eyes. In a few moments I felt her bucking beneath me. Her head tossed from side to side and she came softly. I held her hands and kept going. She looked up at me. “Cum, baby.”

“Inside?”

“You can cum all over me if you want.”

“Yeah? Is that what you like now?”

Her eyes narrowed as I fucked her. I could feel myself getting closer. She smiled at my arousal, at her own. “Yes. I wear cum now, baby. Feels good.”

Oh my God. I smiled. “No. Inside’s good. Perfect.”

She nodded. I relaxed my body entirely, and I pumped into her. As soon as I started cumming I leaned down and kissed her. I kissed her until every last intense spurt was done, then our hands relaxed.

“I love you,” I said, dreamily.

“Love you, baby.”

She wrapped her legs around me, and I felt her hold me until a small tremor had subsided.

There was nothing in the world but her. “I want this forever.” I wasn’t sure why I said it, I just needed her to know.

She stroked my face, her head tilted. “Me too.”

I leaned down and kissed her. Long slow little pecks. Her hands were running up my back. I sat up and stared down at her longingly. Rachel picked up something from the coffee table and threw it our way. It was a tube of red lipstick. “She’s yours,” she said. I don’t know if she was just being playful, or if she’d picked up on something in my eyes.

I looked down at Dee and untwisted the lid. “Can I?”

She nodded, happily. “Anything you like.”

“One big J for Jim?”

She nodded.

“One big S for slut?”

She smiled.

I didn’t know I was going to say it until I did. “One big W?”

“For whore?”

I felt my heart thud. “Wife.”

She looked up at me, stunned.

I could feel Matt and Rachel tense next to us.

I had never been more scared, more terrified in my life. Why didn’t I just wait- But then she nodded. And she smiled. “Yes.”

With shaking hands, I reached down, and drew a pretty W on her heart. I kissed her again and she wrapped her arms around me.

Rachel whooped. “Oh my God. Wait? Is this? Did you just? Oh my God.”

Matt, dry as ever, gave Rachel a squeeze. “Yes they did. She said yes, if you missed it.”

I kissed Dee and kissed her, when I pulled away she couldn’t stop smiling. “You’re getting hard again.”

I was still inside her. She aroused me so much it was absurd. “I know.”

“Is this how you planned it?”

I laughed. “No. I never planned it. Too nervous.”

“But you wanted it?”

“Since I first made you smile.”

Rachel was sobbing now. “Ohh my God!”

Dee reached for her, and the two women clasped hands. Matt shot me a big smile. “Congratulations, mate!”

Rachel shuffled to Dee’s side and they embraced tightly. Rachel covered her face with kisses, while Dee laughed. “Should I, uh?” I looked down at our entangled bodies. She felt better than ever. She looked radiant. I felt exhilarated.

Dee looked down at the W on her chest. “Oh wow. I love this.” She looked up at me. “Fuck your wife, Jim.”

She took my breath away. I started to move inside her, just tentatively. Nice and slow. It felt so good and so right. We had all the time in the world, and only happiness to fill it with.

Rachel and Matt left us, so that we could be alone. We just moved slowly together, sharing long looks and long kisses. Making love. At one point I flipped us around so she could ride me and I could kiss her heart.

“I’ve smudged it,” I said, softly.

Her eyes were smiling as she gently rode me. “You can do it again. And again.”

I reached for the lipstick. Then I put a W on her leg. One on her breast. One on her neck. She rode me more frantically with each new application. Her arms were wrapped around my neck. “Want to cum with you,” she whispered, achingly.

I grabbed her buttocks, pulling her up and down. “Close. So close.”

She stared into my eyes, and then she shuddered. She gave me a lovely wide smile. Her face was shiny and she grabbed my shoulders as she ground into me. “Cum in me Jim, cum in your wife.”

I let go, I moaned and emptied myself inside her. Where I belonged. We rocked together, panting, both of us trembling with little sensations that lingered after our ecstasy. Eventually she climbed off, and collapsed next to me, hugging me. I kissed her forehead. “God, I love you. So much.”

She smiled and rubbed her chest. “I was never really happy until I met you, Jim. So forever… That sounds really good.”

I stroked hair from her face. She was going to make me cry. “I will draw little hearts all over your life, and you will never be unhappy again.”

She smiled, but her eyes were wet. “You’re corny and I love you.”

“Not corny. Earnest.”

“I love that too.”

We smiled, then we held hands and just sat cuddled up together, until Rachel came to throw a blanket over us. She kissed us both on our foreheads, and then quietly left us.

There was nothing more perfect than love.

II

I woke the next morning, rolled over in bed, and saw Dee stroking her chest. The red W was faint now. “You okay?” I asked.

She smiled at me. “Perfect.”

“I could buy you an expensive ring, or I could just write married on you every day.”

She giggled. “Why not both?”

I gave her a big smile, then I pulled her towards me and kissed her. We were going home today, but that was meaningless. I was home.

We found Matt and Rachel in the lounge. They were having a big clean up. As soon as they saw us they came over and gave us hugs. We’d drifted off to bed the previous night, a bit wrapped up in ourselves. I felt as though Dee was glowing. I wonder if I looked different? I felt it. Lighter. Happier. Giddier.

We all had a lovely breakfast together. We talked about the insane sex we’d all had, and the proposal that had come out of nowhere.

“You fucked three people all at once,” Matt said, dryly, “one of us was bound to propose.”

We laughed, but the night had left all of us dizzy.

“You okay?” I asked Rachel.

She nodded. “God. That was- I will be thinking about all that for a long time.” She ticked off things on her fingers. “Watching my husband be pegged. Fucked in the anus. By two people. Double penetrated. Came like a lunatic.” She counted her fingers, then turned her hand into a chef’s kiss symbol.

“Are you not sore?” Dee asked.

“Me? What about you?”

Dee looked concerned. “You’re more, um, petite, than I am.”

Rachel smiled, she reached over the kitchen table and patted Dee’s hand. “You’re so sweet. I’m fine. To be honest, I sort of like the soreness. I like the sting after sex. It’s a little reminder. Makes it feel like it only just happened.”

“Or still happening?” I asked. “Like you’re reliving it?” I’d felt something like that.

She nodded eagerly. Sex was always her favourite subject. “Yes! Exactly! The memory is in my head and in my flesh. Makes it feel so real. Yeah, kinda feels like I’m reliving it with every little ache and twinge.” She licked her lips. “The more intense it is, the longer it lingers.”

Dee thought about that, then nodded. “True. I can still feel last night. And that’s not a bad thing!”

Rachel looked a little distant at the memory. “Two lovers inside you at once, is not something your body wants to forget!”

Dee giggled. “Also true.”

I smiled at her. I had been worried about her, at first. We’d showered together and she’d reassured me she felt okay, just a little sore. I had got down on one knee (at last!) and covered her bottom with kisses. She’d laughed happily, and that was enough for me.

“Now let’s talk about you!” Rachel picked up her chair and moved it next to Dee. They talked about the wedding. Locations. Dresses. It was all just talk, it was far away, there would be time to iron all that stuff out, but that wasn’t the point. The joy was in talking about it, making it real. Teasing it out into reality. Had Dee ever had a dress in mind? A venue? Cakes. Clothes. Music. It was all going to be a wonderful party.

“What about you, Jim?” Rachel asked. “What do you want?”

“You. Friends. Family. Food. I want it to be fun. A celebration. That’s all.”

Dee smiled at me.

I glanced at the clock, and realised time was slipping away from us. I told Dee we had better start packing, and I could feel our bubble burst. We had spent two lovely weeks all wrapped up in each other. In sex and fantasy. In longing and dream, but all things ended.

As we went off to pack, Dee told Rachel we’d filmed them something and that we would send it after we were gone. Rachel looked both touched and turned on. She asked for my phone, and said she and Matt would film something while we packed.

I gave them the phone with a big grin.

As Dee and I finished packing, we sat on the bed for a moment with our thoughts. “We could get Rachel to plan it all,” I said with a smile.

Dee nodded. “She’d probably do an amazing job.”

I was quiet for a second. “I’m sorry it wasn’t more romantic.”

“What?” she frowned.

“The moment. It just felt right. I guess I was overcome. I could have planned something big-”

She put a hand over my mouth. “Shut up. It was perfect. It just was. We were all so happy. There was so much love. It was the perfect moment.”

I kissed her hand and gently pulled it away. “I was inside you, and I thought: this is where I belong.”

She nodded. “You were right.”

I gave her a big hug. “I will make you so happy.”

She sighed into my neck. “Already have.”

We put our cases in the hall and then found Rachel and Matt sitting in the lounge. Rachel gave me my phone back, and then we all just sat together. We talked about the next visit, maybe we could plan something for Christmas. The kids would be here, but that was okay. There was far more happening here than just sex. Even if we just hung out for a fortnight, as friends, it would still be amazing. Just being together again would be wonderful.

“There will always be stolen moments,” Rachel said, with a smile.

Dee got up and went over to Matt, she straddled him and took his face in her hands. I saw what she was doing and gestured to Rachel. She came and sat on my lap. I gave her a tight hug and a long kiss. I rubbed her nose. “Going to miss those not so innocent eyes.”

She giggled. “Whatever do you mean?”

I pulled her in for another kiss. I rubbed her hair, her back. I held her and savoured the warmth of her body. I felt her wriggling contentedly in my lap, then I heard an unzipping, and saw Dee was holding Matt’s cock. “Just had to look one last time,” she said, shaking her head. “Ridiculous.” She kissed his cheek, then stroked him until he was semi hard.

I looked at the clock. “We have some time.”

Dee gave me a mischievous look, then started to wank Matt more deliberately. Rachel’s hands were quickly at my trousers, undoing them. Her hand was pulling my cock out and the unexpected contact sent goosebumps up my legs. My cock was soon in her loving mouth, and she moaned as if she’d missed the taste. I stroked Rachel’s hair as she took me to paradise on her tongue. I watched as Dee frantically plunged her mouth over Matt’s cock. He was holding her hair in one hand, moaning. It was a sight that would never get old.

I sat back and just enjoyed the feelings. Rachel held my cock and looked up at me. She kissed it. “I’ll miss this.”

“Your arse will miss it.”

She grinned. “God I can’t wait to do that again.”

I stroked her face. “Anything for you.”

She smiled. “Think up some new kinks, Jim. I love pushing you. You’ve got a lovely mind for sex.”

I laughed. “Good to know.”

Her fingertips brushed the shaven skin around my cock. “Going to keep it smooth?”

“Might do. I like it.”

“I think it’s sexy,” she purred. She bent her head and kissed around the area softly.

I glanced over to the others. Dee’s head was bobbing up and down slowly. She was taking her time. Savouring his cock. Matt’s hands were in her hair and his head was leaning back. Eyes closed. Lost in joy.

I smiled, then I held Rachel’s hand as she put me back in her mouth. She spat all over my cock and then licked it all off. She put on a little show for me, drooling and slapping her cheek with my stiff cock. I heard Matt’s moaning increase. “I think it’s time,” I said, a little sadly.

Rachel nodded. She put my cock deep in her mouth, so her nose pressed against my pubic mound. Then she licked and sucked, her head bobbing up and down with urgency. I grabbed her hair. “Yes!” Before I could say any more cum was shooting out of me, deep into her wonderful willing mouth. She kept going, draining me. I bucked into her mouth with handfuls of her hair. “Fuck, Rachel! Yes!” She held still and let me fuck her face. When I was done, she pulled her head up and licked my cock absolutely clean. She put it back in my boxers and carefully zipped me up. I smiled at her and stroked her happy face. I looked over and saw Dee curled into Matt’s arms, he was stroking her back with a blissful air about him. His trousers were around his ankles, I saw. Dee looked back at me, and our eyes locked. Smiling at the pleasure all around us. She scooped up a big streak of cum that went from her cheek to her chin, and fed it to herself. She was doing it for me, showing me how she savoured cum now.

My darling.

I kissed Rachel on the forehead, and then I kissed her on the lips. Long and deep. I had the strange sensation of tasting myself, but it tasted so good on her. When I pulled away, she stroked my face, and then got up from her knees. “There’s never enough time, is there, when you’re happy?”

I held her hand. “Keep that ass hot for me.”

She giggled. “Jim! Promise me you’ll come back for it?”

“I will fuck your tight arse until you are delirious. Good enough?”