Loving With Friends Pt. 05

Loving With Friends Pt. 05

We slept together in one bed again. It felt great, waking up to see Rachel beside me with Dee's arm around me. We just lay there, enjoying the cozy warmth. "Could we just stay like this forever?" I asked.

Rachel smiled. "Now that sounds nice, but we have to visit the kids today." Then she laughed.

Dee asked, "Can we come too? We haven't seen them at all this time."

Rachel must have just realized this. She sat up, smiling widely. "Of course! They'll love it."

Matt pushed her back down and nuzzled her neck, making her giggle. He then climbed on top of her, looking deeply into her eyes, and gently kissed her. Dee and I watched, feeling her kiss the back of my neck, and then my cheek. I turned over on my back, and she kissed me. The four of us lay close together, caressing and kissing with tender touches, knowing no words were necessary.

A sound of movement drew our attention. Rachel had moved closer to us. She kissed me and then Dee. Her gentle touch was so pleasant. "I love you both so much, you know that, right?" Her sincerity was so genuine, as if she was seeking confirmation. I pulled her in for a tight hug, and Dee hugged us both.

We spent the morning in a relaxed manner, gently disentangling from each other, showering, and eating a hearty breakfast. Rachel made breakfast and Matt made jokes. He joked about showing us all the spots where Rachel had done some naughty things last night.

Dee teased, "Here? That's where Mrs. Green got on her knees and was called some naughty names?"

Rachel blushed, clearly amused but still embarrassed about the previous night's events. We wondered if she was concerned about our perception towards her after such an intimate night. I gave her a tight hug. "Last night was incredible for me," I expressed my admiration.

She smiled and rubbed my chest. "You too," she responded, before looking at the clock. "We need to leave now for our next 'GREAT FUCK TOUR'," she jokingly said.

We all smiled.

"She really is," I said, confirming our thoughts.

Rachel looked slightly embarrassed again, and we followed her out to her in-laws' house. The kids ran out when they spotted the car. Matt picked up Billy and gave him a tumble. Then he scooped up Jess as well. Rachel smiled as she watched him. When the kids were done, they ran to her, demanding her attention. "Have you been good today? What have you been up to? Tell me everything!" Rachel listened intently to their stories. I could see her deep love for her children. Beth had a bruise on her leg because she fell while skating. She rubbed the bruise with her mouth, and both kids scolded her as she giggled.

Jess recognized us from our previous visit years ago. She immediately pulled Dee inside, happily admiring her dress and hair. She was a bundle of excitement, and we were swept up in her energy, smiling.

Rachel's parents greeted us warmly. We'd met them at her wedding. The day was bright and warm, and we had a nice time chatting in the garden, catching up on our lives. They commented on how amazing it was that we made it from Australia to the UK. I assuaged their worries. "It's been great," I said, complimenting them for their hospitality.

After we were fed much cake and spent enough time with the children, Dee and I sat on the sofa, feeling relaxed. "Kids have so much energy. If they were organized, they would rule the world tomorrow," I joked.

Dee smiled back. "Oh God."

A drawing of Dee by Jess lay on the table. "This is spot on," I said, praising the little artist for capturing her smile so well. Dee acknowledged it with a smile and Jess beamed.

"No, it's not a problem. I find myself constantly admiring Matt. I see him in a different way now, if you catch my drift?"

I nodded in understanding. "Is it bad that I can't stop imagining what could happen next?"

"Not at all. That's what brings us together."

I smiled. "Last night was just..." I shook my head, unable to find the right words.

Rachel's shoulder accidentally bumped mine. "What's happening? Are we moving? What was that about?!"

I smirked, trying to hide the naughtiness in my eyes. "Perhaps another fantasy? It's an interesting thought."

"In another country."

"That's right."

She fell silent for a moment, then said, "Wow. So many things we could do."

"We'd consume each other."

She giggled. "We'd be in emergency mode with Mr. Green."

"Impaled by Mr. Green."

We struggled to stifle our laughter, but Matt caught a suspicion in our eyes.

Dee glanced at me over the rim of her coffee mug. "Consumer mode with Mr. Green?"

I felt my cheeks flush. "It was intense, yes."

Dee playfully grazed my leg. "Cumming in her?"

I swallowed, then nodded. "But what about you? It seems like you're more and more into it."

She made a funny, almost cross-eyed face. "I'm a little scared of that."

We leaned into each other, giggling.

Rachel approached us, a curious expression on her face. "What's got you two laughing?"

"We can't say," I replied, trying to hide our amusement.

Her eyebrows raised. "Oh?"

Dee whispered something in my ear.

I nodded. "Anything is fair game," I told Rachel.

She looked taken aback. "Dee?"

Dee beckoned to Rachel, who leans down and Shh. Dee whispered something else. Rachel straightened up, her cheeks flush with excitement. "Anything."

Rachel looked a bit dazed by Dee's suggestion. "Dee?"

Dee grabbed Rachel by the arm and pulled her close, whispering again. Rachel looked confused and a bit startled before she grinned at us and walked back to the kids, leaving us puzzled.

"What did she say?" I asked.

"I told her you need to cum in her again."

I looked startled and aroused. "Really?"

Dee giggled at my reaction.

Once we got home, the sun was low in the sky. Rachel and Matt had a relieved look on their faces, but also seemed sad to leave the kids. I knew the brief respite was fantastic for them, but it had to be hard to tear themselves away from their little ones. I wanted to make Rachel feel better. She deserved a break.

Rachel was the first inside the house, kicking off her shoes. She sighed. I wondered if the house felt empty for her.

"Foot rub?" I asked.

She gave a flirtatious look. "Yes, please."

I heard Dee and Matt talk in the kitchen. I went to the sofa and placed my feet up. Rachel sat near me and placed her feet in my lap. They were tiny and beautiful. I rubbed them lovingly, then removed her socks. She leaned back and closed her eyes. I leaned down and breathed lightly on her toes. "Ever paint your nails?" I tried to guess something about her body.

She smiled, still keeping her eyes shut. "Sometimes. A nice pink."

"Has Matt noticed?"

"Not always. Dee does that sometimes." I gently rubbed her foot. "Playing with her nails can be fun."

I kissed her foot and paused to enjoy the sight. "What color is her favorite nail polish?"

Rachel opened her eyes and watched me. "Oh? You like painting my nails?"

"When did you last paint hers?"

"Usually when she wants," she said. "They're adorable."

I leaned back, my hands resting on her legs. "You always look cute, but especially when you've painted her nails." I massaged her leg with one hand. "Mmm? Good?"

"Uh-hmm," she murmurred. "Running after kids for a few hours is like a marathon."

"I can imagine. I only spent a few hours with them, and I'm exhausted."

I leaned down and blew on her foot again, then I licked her big toe. She opened her eyes and watched me. "Jim, are you trying to seduce me?"

I kissed the side of her foot, my hands rubbing up her leg. "How's that?"

She watched me, breath shallow and slow. "A good start."

I pushed the hem of her dress up and began to pull off her Calvin Kleins. Slowly, she raised her knees and arched her back to allow me to remove her pants. "You shaved this today, didn't you?"

Rachel watched me, breathing more deeply now. She nodded.

I positioned my face over her and began to lick her. Initially, I used the tip of my tongue to tease her, but then I pushed my face harder into her, demonstrating my hunger. She gasped and her back arched as she pushed herself towards me. I felt my hands gripped by hers, and we held each other. Her taste was delightful, familiar, and comforting, like the essence of sex. Warm, musky, and appetizing. If it weren't for Matt's cough, I could have continued lying there all night. Matt and Dee stood over us, and one of Dee's top buttons was undone - he was playing with her breasts. Dee looked tense, excited.

"Let's go to our room," Matt suggested. "Let's take it slowly."

We didn't have much conversation. We made our way to the large bedroom, where Matt and Rachel removed every covering except for the cool white bottom sheet. Matt and Dee kissed while disrobing, and I peeled off Rachel's dress. Her hands were on my belt, and soon she was caressing my erection.

I bent to kiss her, and our noses gradually went from soft kisses to forceful embraces. Her legs parted for me, and my cock rested against her warm slit. We deepened our kisses as she felt me harden.

I stroked her hair and asked, "May I come inside you again? Is that okay?"

She smiled at me. "Have you started a new fetish Jim? How many times is it now?"

I blushed, but she hugged me. "I want that." Her voice wasn't loud, but it was soft against my ear as she kissed my neck.

I peered at Dee and noticed she was simply watching. I focused on Rachel, only listening. Matt whispered to Dee, "Does it feel particularly great, that close to coming? It's the only thing that can enhance the experience. It's like kissing with your entire body. What could be more intimate?"

Dee responded with a light giggle, "Yes. If it's special. I've done it with Jim. Other boyfriends have tried to convince me."

Rachel told me to concentrate on her, and I followed her instructions.

Matt and Dee remained on the bed while we lay naked, allowing our passion to unfold at a leisurely pace. A sense of desire and urgency filled the room, yet we were aware of time, choosing to savor the moment, to explore and tease. We were completely secluded from the outside world.

I lay on top of Rachel, kissing her softly while my cock pressed gently against her warmth. Our kisses became lengthier and more profound until she felt me become firm.

I continued kissing her cheeks when she asked, "What does it feel like?"

I glanced at Matt, who was telling Dee, "When you're so close to climax, it adds to the pleasure. There are no other concerns, just intense pleasure. It's a level of intimacy like kissing with your entire body."

I kissed Rachel's forehead, telling her, "It's nice as well," to convey Matt's sentiment.

I faced Rachel and fucked her slowly while she rubbed her breasts and stared up at me. "What are you planning to do with that cock inside me?" she panted.

I smiled at her, changed positions so I was sitting up a bit, and separated her legs to screw deeper.

"Now she's in trouble," Dee remarked.

Rachel's breathing grew more intense, and she started pulling at me. "I want to feel that. White-hot. Inside of me," she begged.

I smiled, leaned down, and kissed her deeply. Afterwards, I changed position, now sitting up slightly, before carefully pulling her legs apart to allow deeper penetration.

"She's in deep trouble now," Dee remarked.

I fucked her harder and more deeply, though keeping the tempo slow. She started to fondle her breasts, starring at me. "What are you going to do with that cock inside me? It feels so good," she moaned.

I gazed into her eyes and replied, "I'm about to come inside you."

"Yes!" she cried. "I want to feel you cumming inside me."

Dee's self-pleasure was now accelerating. "Oh god!"

Matt aggressively stroked himself. I turned my gaze to him, then Dee. "What about you two? Not planning on filling her entirely?" These cum-related remarks likely excited me more than usual.

Dee's eyes widened. Rachel moaned and looked back at her. "Yes, let your baby cover me in your ejaculate! Simply let them saturate us!"

Clearly, this was just raw sexual talk. Rachel instinctively concentrated on me once again.

Matt reached for some lubricant on the table. Dee glanced at me. I smiled at her.

She positioned herself on the bed. "Oh my..."

Matt got the lube and started to slather his dick. I paused to observe. He positioned himself between Dee's legs and gently rubbed her clit. "I'm pretty wet," she admitted quietly.

He grinned, then began to insert the tip into her. "I won't go in all the way."

She nodded. She seemed to be searching for a way to adjust to him. He stopped briefly to add more lube to her vagina. She shivered. Her expression displayed fierce desire.

The idea of this talk aroused me further. "Can we cum simultaneously?" I posed, casting a glance at Matt.

He nodded. "This tiny pussy is so enticing and charming that it's extremely difficult not to ejaculate right away."

This remark delighted Dee. "Do you want to just thrust into me? Cum within me?" She pushed his sizable cock aside to masturbate. He nodded again. "All right then. You don't need to hold back. You can penetrate me and release."

This fierce look caused his expression to become incredibly intense. He resumed his motion and inserted his cock partially into her. She contorted, experiencing both pain and pleasure.

I increased my pace with Rachel. We were both focused on them.

Dee let out a small cry, and Matt paused. "Don't stop! This feels so good!"

"She wants it." Rachel urged.

I grabbed her breasts and increased the intensity of my thrusting with her. She looked up at me with wide eyes, making a giant O with her mouth.

Dee was the one creating most of the noise as Matt increased his speed and entered her more fully. But the sounds of our perspiration and erotic encounters created a superb atmosphere for us all.

"I'm close," I declared.

Matt agreed. "Me too."

I observed Rachel, sweat falling from my hairline to her lips. She licked it away immediately. "Ready?"

She grinned and nodded. "Please."

I couldn't resist, as her body was completely open and boiling hot. I gushed my semen inside her like a fountain, soaking up every drop with her wet mouth. Next to me, Matt tensed. He grunted loudly. Dee gripped his arms. I observed her face as he ejaculated steadily inside her, producing multiple spasms. Just how much was there? Was it warm? He showed no signs of stopping.

She noticed my reaction and developed an inexperienced grin.

I turned to Rachel and tenderly kissed her forehead. She ran her fingers through my hair and moaned.

When I looked up, I realized Rachel and Dee were holding hands. Matt was still within Dee. She was shaking. Was she climaxing?

"Everything okay?" I enquired.

She nodded. Her lips quivered. "That was quite intense...and there was a significant amount of ejaculate."

Matt sat up and stroked Dee's clit. I saw her lose her composure and writhe and moan. When her body calmed down, he leaned in and kissed her. Her legs quivered slightly, but maintained their grip on him, ensuring he remained inside her.

Rachel ruffled my hair with her fingers and turned my gaze toward her face. Her other hand rubbed my stomach. I was still within her, but rapidly losing firmness. Her cheeks were flushed and covered in sweat. "Beautiful." I said. I kissed her nose and she smiled. "Does it feel nice?"

She nodded. "Warm. Comforting. Fantastic."

She peered at Dee, who was currently under Matt's embrace. He was smooching her neck. "Dee, how does it feel, sweetheart?"

Matt raised himself, eyeing Dee. Her face glistened with moisture. Despite everything they'd experienced, she embarrassed herself with a blush. She gazed at Matt. "Don't you think it feels so personal, Matt?"

He concurred, "Thanks for allowing me to unleash."

"Consider it a gift."

"Did it hurt? It must have."

"Merely a bit. It's fine."

Matt didn't appear happy about that. Rachel extended a hand to soothe his arm. "Easy. It's unavoidable. That thing is too much for anyone. Those who take it know what's coming."

He slightly smiled.

Dee ran her hand over his chest, then his face. "It's okay. You didn't harm me. Just a little. I'm a big girl. And the cum helped make it feel better."

He raised his eyebrows, "Really?"

She nodded, searching for the right words, "It feels like lube, yet it's warm, and it finds precisely where it hurts. Exactly where I require relief."

He didn't seem to agree, but he leaned down and kissed her cheek. "Fine."

Dee smiled at him, before she gasped, "Are you getting hard again?"

"Oops."

Dee laughed, "Oh my God, Matt!"

I thought of something. I had been disengaging myself from Rachel, now I positioned my wet penis over Dee's face. Matt nearly withdrew his member, but then stopped.

Dee stared at my cock, then up at my face.

"Would you like to taste Rachel and myself simultaneously?"

She issued an indecent grin, then consumed me once more. I pursued her face with my dick. "Oh, that feels so delightful." I withdrew her from my eager cock. "How does penetrating two people at the same time feel?"

She appeared startled for a second, but then she took me into her mouth again and sucked more.

I gazed at Matt. "Now, we're supposed to be tender with her. We can't simply ravage her like a common whore."

Matt seemed to take my words too seriously. "Let's fuck her hard, then." He was only half joking, but Dee moaned.

I went along with it, wondering if she would also, "But we're supposed to be considerate towards her. We can't just brutally pound her like a cheap piece of meat."

Matt laughed and lightly fucked her as I rubbed her breast, "Not this time," he defiantly said.

I looked at Matt. "Perhaps it's time we treated her like a slut, Matt? What do you think?"

Dee looked astonished for a moment, but she returned my lips to her face. "Did you say you wanted to penetrate me?"

He stopped abruptly, his expression and tone growing somber. "Sorry, Dee, I was just playing around with you."

She bewilderedly grinned at him. "I understood you, Matt. I was merely testing to see what you would really do."

"What else did you anticipate would occur?"

"None. I trust you." Dee stared at me. "Do you think Rachel thinks I could ever perform what she did last night?"

I smirked, "A spit-roast? I doubt it."

"Correct." Dee climbed onto all fours. "Which partner accompanies whom?"

I exchanged dubious glances with Matt. "Are you certain?"

"Quickly, before I reconsider."

I stepped behind her and reached for her face. Dee puffed out her cheeks. "No, I can't take Matt again. Sorry."

He grinned down at her. "I comprehend."

I grasped my palm firmly and stirred myself. Matt offered his dick to Dee's lips, and she began to swallow him. Her privates looked red and shiny, and there was a noticeable white residue on the sides. I brushed my finger through this, then brought it to my mouth and relished the flavor. My dick reacted and started to stiffen.

I positioned a finger inside her, and she groaned. "Hey, my little one, what's this disgusting white stuff? Slut."

She inquired, "Where should I try sticking that?"

I followed her request with a laugh and possessed her from behind, pressing my body against hers. He held Dee's face. "Matt, you're in charge."

We both enjoyed the feeling of bonding at the same time. He cm to penetrate Dee while I finger-fucked her. We alternated, each of us taking turns fucking her. Matt accumulated semen on her face, I added to her chest, and Rachel caught our outpourings in her mouth, which she demonstrated by sucking her fingers.

She moaned as she sucked on Matt's cock. He grinned at me, and I pushed my own cock into her. For the first time, I felt another man's cum inside a woman. It felt so warm, so slippery and wet. "This feels different," I told her.

"Do you like it?" Matt asked.

I nodded.

Dee pulled her face away from Matt's penis and looked at him. "What did he say?"

I pulled out a bit, then slamming back into her. I was more than half-hard once again. "It feels good, baby," I said. "It's practically burning me up!"

Matt put his stiff member back into her mouth, and we both enjoyed the pleasure. Penetrating her in unison, moaning at the sensation of her tight pussy clasping us both.

After a minute or so, we heard a gasp. Rachel placed some drinks on the bedside table and then came and sat on the bed to watch us. She stroked Dee's hair, and reached under her to squeeze a breast. "Dee?" she said softly.

Dee looked at Matt and then back at me. "How am I doing?"

"Amazing," we both responded.

Rachel snuggled close to the bed, playing with herself. She gazed from Matt to me to Dee's rocking body. The thick smell of sweat and cum permeated the room. "Fuck her guys," Rachel whispered. She moaned loudly as we all reacted to her words. "Hold her hair. Grab her hips. Yes, take all that cock sweetheart!" Rachel not only narrated but also instructed us.

"Hit her ass."

I followed her orders and spanked Dee. She moaned out loudly. Rachel relaxed on the bed, continuing to finger herself.

"She feels so slippery, Rachel. It's just filthy." I said aloud. Rachel began making noises as the details stuck in her mind.

I held Dee's hips tightly and was fucking her deeply and rapidly. Her body felt incredibly sensual. I couldn't last long.

"Ready for your next load?" I asked, breathing heavily.

Matt's penis slipped from her mouth, covered in cum. "That's gross," she said.

"Dee?"

She looked into my eyes, her face glazed with lust and sweat. She just nodded her head. Instructionally, I came with a rush. Gazing into her eyes pushed me over the edge like never before. It seemed to flow into her in a single, long sensation. I trembled as I came. I held on to her hips and listened to her moans. I collapsed on top of her.

I heard motions and realized that Matt had moved to the side of the bed and was with Rachel. She was sucking him off. I heard his groans and Rachel softly murmuring, "Get it all over me, please, slather my tits with cum!"

He groaned loudly and then it was over.

I gently pulled out of Dee, and just held her as I wiped her down. She rolled onto her back, still panting. Using one hand, I stroked her back to relax her, and the other brushed her vulva.

"Do you need to cum next?"

She just nodded, closing her eyes. I slowly went down and worshipped her. I placed her legs over my shoulders and probed her. Her vagina tasted sweeter than ever, with the mixture of sweat, cum and her own juices mixed to create a unique sensation. I lapped at her pussy with increasing fervor. She started making tense little gasps. She went through the motions once, twice, thrice, then lay down panting. I caressed her face as she regained consciousness.

"Did all that really happen?"

I nodded.

She smiled gently. "Holy cow."

We were pressed together for a while, listening to their steady breath. Eventually, I helped her up and decided to shower with her. We found Rachel and Matt still asleep in their shared afterglow.

We both smiled warmly, watching them. Then Dee shuddered, and a stream of cum flowed from her pussy.

I gave her waist a reassuring squeeze, and knelt down for her. I licked up her leg from her ankle to her pussy, cleaned it all up for her. As I licked her pussy lips, she pushed more out onto my tongue. She was looking down at me, her gaze intense, as if the voyeurism of me cleaning her after ejaculating was a deeply profound, intimate act.

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I grabbed her butt and pushed myself against her. My eyes were captivated by her large pale breasts, sitting between this fountain of sweetness and her hazel eyes. I held her hips, and her hands came to cover mine. I felt her straining, pushing. I nodded at her, and her expression changed as I sensed another hot liquid from either Matt or me leaking out. I licked her wet pussy, and she moaned softly.

She tilted her waist and bottom into me, trying to push, but we were stuck in that position. All that remained was the taste. I continued to lick, until she detached her body from mine and bent down, placing her hands on my face. She kissed my forehead, holding me close for a while.

"Shower?" I suggested.

She nodded, looking exhausted, bewildered by the pleasure. I took her hand and led her to the shower, where I bathed her tired body with a warm sponge. Her body seemed worn out, yet consumed by an unstoppable sexual urge. She wanted to do something for me, but her energy vanished. In the end I simply bent forward in the shower and let her rim me. "Yes, eat me," I moaned, in a delirious state. Her soft tongue explored my backside while she played with her fingers. When things became too much even for her, she stopped and dried us both. I then led her to our room and we lay down.

Too drained to express love, I simply held her naked body close to mine. She buried her face in my neck. At one point, I felt her attempt to play with herself, but she didn't have enough energy left. She just rubbed her leg against mine and then closes her eyes, escaping from what appeared to be a minuscule private orgasm. I hugged her tightly.

Love was too insufficient a term.

The two of us slept till the next morning. I woke up first and covered us with a blanket, then I cuddled Dee, listening to her peaceful breathing. I hoped she wouldn't be sore, as I wanted to give her pleasure without causing any discomfort. I hugged her tighter, and drifted back into a blissful rest, enjoying her breathing.

When I woke again, she had curled up next to me and was stroking my arm. I kissed her neck. "Baby."

"Mmm," was her reply.

"Feeling okay?"

"Tired."

I laughed softly. "Me too."

Rachel knocked on the door and offered us some tea. She hugged Dee, checking on her, then left us alone.

We lingered there for the rest of the morning.

During our late breakfast, Rachel couldn't hide her sadness. "In just a few days, you're leaving."

I smiled and responded, "We've had so much fun, more than I could ever have imagined. It was wild and crazy, just like I hoped it would be."

Dee sipped her tea. "We'll need some time for recovery after this vacation."

Rachel didn't sound cheerful. "You'll burn us out."

Dee flirted with her. "I didn't say that."

Rachel nibbled on her toast. "I was curious: is there anything you both want to try before you leave?"

Dee covered her face in embarrassment. "I've done way more than I thought I'd ever do." Her eyes still sparkled with possible intrigue. I imagined all the naughty things they could make me do, and I felt somewhat afraid. Submission was an immense horizon, thrilling yet terrifying. I wasn't sure if I was ready for the vastness of it.

Matt spoke up. "There's one thing I'd like to do before you leave. Something that's always been a fantasy of mine, but Rachel's been hesitant about."

I asked, "Rachel? Hesitant?"

She smacked me playfully.

Matt grinned, "I've always wanted to do something outside, not in public, but in a field or similar setting. And the weather's been perfect lately..." He trailed off intentionally.

Rachel seemed a bit scared. "I'm always afraid of someone seeing, but being with the two of you..."

It seemed like a fun idea. I gazed at Dee. "A field? What do you think?"

Dee contemplated it. "If it's a bit like a picnic, and it's a beautiful day, and we're not near anyone, maybe that could be enjoyable." She gave a sheepish smile, the kind we knew was now anything but shy. I felt my member stir in response. I imagine the things they could make me do, and I felt a slight anxiety. Submission opened a whole new world of anticipation that could be frighteningly deep. Maybe I wasn't ready for how much it would swallow me.

Matt sat back, eyes twinkling. "How about it?"

I looked at Dee for approval.

She nodded her agreement. "Hmm, yeah." She grinned at us, a confidential secret shared between the three of us. I became aroused. I believed Matt felt the same way. [end of paraphrase]end of text```

It was Wednesday. We set plans for a picnic the following day. On Sunday afternoon, we flew out, but I tried not to think about that. I looked at Dee, knowing that her mind was playing with something. "I can see there's something you're contemplating, sweetheart. Anything you want to try before it ends?"

She hesitated, then she looked at me. "You really want me to peg you, one day?"

I felt a wave of nervousness. Excitement. I nodded. "If - I mean, if you want to try it."

She licked her lips, then she dazzled us with a smile tinged with mischief. "I want to practice on Matt."

Matt's eyes widened. Rachel applauded. "Wow! I wouldn't have imagined that in a million years. Oh my God. Please. I'd love to see that."

He gave her a look. "I'm sure you would."

Dee was pulling at the edge of her dress. One of her little tells. She was excited. "Have you ever tried this with anyone else, Matt? With Rachel?"

"Toys, yes. Fingers. But not a strap-on."

Rachel stroked Matt's thigh. Teasingly, perhaps. "He likes pleasure but doesn't really enjoy submission."

"Do you want me to submit to you?" Matt sounded unsure.

Dee made a flirtatious shrug. "I'm not sure. I just want to be in control for a change."

"Sounds sexy. Very, very sexy," I said.

He scowled, but Matt wriggled under Rachel's gentle touch. The idea clearly intrigued him. "Okay. I'll do it." He sounded annoyed, yet his eyes were grinning.

It would happen, the exact time was unknown, but it would.

The rest of the day, we simply lazed around, trying to recoup some energy after the previous night's events. We watched TV, ordered takeout, and played a few computer games. We basically chilled out and laughed a lot.

When night fell, we were sitting on the floor of the living room, drinking wine.

Matt had his arm around Rachel. We were on the other side of them, and Dee had managed to nestle herself behind me, resting her back against my chest. My free hand massaged her hip, while the other stretched out for my glass on the table.

"How do you find time for fun with the kids around and work?" Dee inquired.

Rachel sighed. "Mostly stolen moments. A quick blowjob downstairss when the children are in bed."

"Or sex," Matt added with a sly expression.

Rachel smiled, but I saw an underlying tension in her thoughts. "We have to be extra cautious. It's fun, but it's also stressful."

Matt quickly rubbed her arm. "We're careful, but we still need to make sure the kids don't hear anything. Somewhat adds a bit of stress."

Rachel nodded, "The last few weeks have been fantastic. Just being able to relax and...play. To reconnect a bit." Matt rubbed her arm. She took a deep breath. "As for playing, well, if we manage to steal some free hours, we go wild. The last time we played was a few weeks before you two arrived. We rushed upstairs, tore off our clothes, and then Matt blindfolded me, tied me to the bed, and did the most extraordinary things to me." She grinned naughtily.

"She loved it," he said. "Writhing and moaning. In the end, I had to put a gag on her. I took lots of pictures, telling her what I was doing, then coming all over her."

Rachel elbowed him. "Show them the photos!"

Matt grinned. He got up and found a small digital camera. He presented us with a collection of photos. Rachel was lying on the bed, her arms and legs restrained. She was blindfolded and gagged. There was a huge splatter of thick spunk all over her breasts and belly. There were several photos documenting the experience. It looked like he'd spanked her hard afterwards. The last photo was Rachel without the blindfold, beaming up at the camera. She looked exhausted yet elated.

"Wow," Dee exclaimed, looking at Rachel. "It seems like you had a great time. I'll bet you look at these quite a lot."

Rachel nodded. "It keeps us going, between sessions. Often a few months can go by, which I hate."

Matt ran his hand over her leg. "We always manage to play in the end."

"Yes, I know. I'm not complaining. The anticipation that builds up..." She shivered. "That's fantastic." She cast us a naughty glance. "We also find ways to have our fun."

"What transpired?" Dee fidgeted in my lap.

Rachel shot a glance at Matt, who grinned. "The moment I walked in, I was rock hard. She was in a pretty pair of pink underwear, I just couldn't help myself. I smacked a kiss on her lips, then my hands found her bottom."

"The curtains were closed," Rachel reminded, "but there were passersby - shoppers, staff."

"I heard one of the employees say the cameras weren't functioning, that's what gave me courage."

"And?" Dee prodded. "Please, tell me what ensued."

Matt appeared a tad embarrassed, so Rachel took up the narrative. "He entered, kissed me, then his hands explored my rear end."

"I was rock-solid," Matt admitted.

"Bigger than normal. So I had to take him into my mouth."

Dee snickered. "You had to. It's only right."

"So I dropped to my knees, and I heard people approaching. A shiver ran through me - fear, excitement, and lust."

Matt winced. "Sorry."

She shot him a playful glance. "So, I serviced him for a while, terrified yet elated. But then he flipped me around. Next thing I knew, I was looking at him in the mirror, and my trousers were around my ankles."

Dee had her hand over her mouth in shock, but she seemed to enjoy the thought.

"Do you understand how challenging it is to be quiet when you're suddenly penetrated," Rachel questioned.

Dee shook her head. "I can't imagine."

Rachel smiled. "I'm a good girl."

Matt kissed her cheek.

"Then he unleashed a torrent of cum inside me, grunting and groaning," Rachel drew out. "He withdrew, covered in cum. So I retrieved the underwear I intended to purchase and ordered him to clean himself. There was some residual cum on the floor, so I licked it up. The dress I intended to buy was on the floor, now soiled with cum. So, I picked it up as well. We rushed back to the car to fetch the kids from my parents. He drove me to an isolated spot, then pleasured me with his fingers until I let out a dopamine-driven scream." Rachel took a deep breath. "The relief. You can't comprehend it."

Dee just shook her head. "We often take that time for granted. Our intimate moments."

Matt ran his hand down Rachel's back. "Most mornings, I glance at those images before I leave for work. It helps a bit. We send each other a lot of flirty texts, but it's challenging. I nearly gave her oral pleasure once, and she became so frightened the kids would hear, she begged me to orgasm in the car."

Rachel nodded. "I remember."

Matt smirked. "Spanked you for about twenty strokes."

She nodded, her face flushed with memory.

"Twenty strokes," he continued. "I was really aroused afterwards."

"I had to wank him off in the toilet, his underwear in my mouth. You spurted out quite a lot. On my fingers."

Matt nudged her, grinning. "I made you wipe your fingers on your well-spanked buttocks."

They looked at each other, reminiscing and laughing, as well as recalling all their secret moments of sexual escapades.

Rachel chuckled slightly. "Deep down, I've always craved the idea of a gangbang. A whole bunch of men and just me. I wouldn't actually do it since it wouldn't feel safe, and I don't know if I'd truly enjoy it. I prefer forming a meaningful connection before becoming intimate with someone, which you all provide." She smirked. "But our thoughts can be rebellious. Occasionally, while chatting with parents waiting for their children, I envision some of them. My mind races with fantasies of them forcing me into a van, taking me to one of their basements." She shook her head, embarrassed.

Matt softly inquired, "Tell us more."

"You know, they strip me, toss my clothes to the side. I'm bound, and they take turns." She hesitated, seeming a bit sheepish.

"Come on, continue," I urged.

"Well, they use me in this way," she began hesitantly. "Then, their wives appear, and they're disgusted. They punish me, ridicule me." Rachel played with her hair, as if the memory rekindled something in her. "In reality, I would be terrified. I'd be traumatized. Ashamed. But in this fantasy, it's maddeningly hot. The ladies believe I like it, yet I argue against it repeatedly. And they punish me more."

I asked, "How do they punish you?"

She gazed at her glass. "Write on me. Blindfold me. Spank me. Other things that are best left to one's imagination."

"You don't want to share?"

She frowned slightly. "It's a little embarrassing. It's about humiliation. It's private. That's what makes it appealing."

I said, "But why does it excite you?" I was curious to understand where this side of her came from.

Rachel sipped her wine. "I suppose I have a high sex drive, and a very wild imagination."

"But why this particular scenario? Being tied up. Punished. Used?"

Rachel took a sip. "Perhaps it stems from my childhood. I used to engage in play fight with other girls, and one spanked me, and I liked it. I looked up porn videos of people being bound. My very first boyfriend did it to me. He said the most arousing part was witnessing how aroused it made me. Begging for it drove him wild. Watching him lose his mind drove me wild. But it wasn't always like this. It was-" She searched for the right words. "I was giving him something very intimate. Not just sex, but a concealed part of me. The trust was equally arousing. Baring my hidden side. I cannot adequately describe it."

Dee commented, "It does make sense."

"Well, I had other partners who weren't at all into it. They considered it too unpleasant or too dirty. I implored them to push me to new heights, and they never responded. I encountered a man who was deeply into BDSM. We weren't dating, merely acquaintances, yet we engaged casually. I discovered he had cuffs, a paddle, and ropes in his drawer. When I inquired about them, he asked if I was curious. I expressed my desperation. So I played with him for a bit, and once you experience such pleasure, it's difficult to return to vanilla." She sighed. "This guy was self-centered in the long run. Demanding more and giving less. Our time together didn't last, as he couldn't listen to the word 'no' over the sound of his spanking."

Dee empathized, "That sounds rough."

Rachel turned to Matt, smiling. "I met Matt, and everything fell into place. We didn't engage in BDSM at first, just incorporated a few elements organically. It felt natural. And I never felt unsafe or unloved."

He kissed her cheek, and she stroked his.

Rachel glanced at Dee. "So what about you? Anything you would never do, but you've thought about?"

Dee fidgeted a bit. "Not really. I suppose I fantasized about kissing girls when I was younger. I even had this peculiar daydream about being tied naked to a tree at night. I imagined anyone could see or find me."

"Did it turn you on?" Rachel inquired.

Dee shrugged. "Perhaps. When you're young, you just crave new experiences. My fantasy evolved to include a person bending me over and having sex with me."

Did that experience make you reach orgasm?

Dee blushed slightly. "No. It was the idea of being saved and freed by Mr. Henderson that got me there. The handsome teacher."

Rachel's face brightened. "Really?"

"Yes. He took me to a storage room or something and helped me. I'd cry a little, and he'd comfort me. We'd make love. He was my first real crush."

I hugged her. "That's adorable."

"What about you?" she asked me.

I glanced at Rachel. "You've satisfied all my fantasies, Rachel."

Rachel adopted a flirtatious expression. "None left for you, Jim?"

I inhaled. "Mmm, something thrills me about the thought of what you and Matt might do to me if we let you do whatever you desire. A part of me doesn't feel ready to find out."

They exchanged glances and grinned. "He couldn't handle it," Matt said humorously.

I chuckled. "But thanks to you, I've felt all the sensations I yearned for. Thanks."

Rachel raised her glass, and we clinked from across the room.

Matt, appearing thoughtful, said, "I've done a lot, but you've tried more things than I have in some ways. Seeing you explore and relish every experience gives me an urge to experiment."

Rachel had a startled expression. "What do you want to do?"

Matt avoided eye contact with both Rachel and Dee. He stared at me. "I've never tried it, but I'd like to..." He drew a breath. "Suck you."

My jaw hung open. "What?"

Dee wriggled on my lap, quite obviously aroused.

Rachel set down her glass and bestowed Matt with a wide smile. "Wow! Oh my God! Oh my God!"

Matt looked mortified, as if he never meant to say that. "I'm curious, I guess. But honestly, I just want to make you feel good. I want to express my gratitude for all you've done for us, especially Rachel. You can be so rough with her, but I'm not able to. I've watched you ravage her, and it's been inspiring. And, to be honest, you let me do it, so now, I'd like to do it for you."

My mouth was parched. "Now?"

Rachel smiled and patted his shoulder. "Yes, baby. This will be pleasurable. Lovely. Relax. You're amazing. Go ahead. There you go. A little deeper. Yes, baby. You're great at this. Oh my God!"

Matt frowned at Rachel's urging. He looked back at me and asked me, "Suck on my cock?"

I nodded. "Somewhat."

Rachel pushed his head down, though he hesitated at first.

Dee reassured me. "You have to push him."

I gripped his hair and encouraged him. "Suck me, boy."

He went back to stroking my cock.

Rachel was rapt by the sight. "This was a fantasy of yours?" I asked between labored breaths.

She shook her head. "Seemed unrealistic."

She moved him closer. "Come on, baby. Take him. Demonstrate it. Yes. Yes. Yes. So good. Oh yes, Jim."

"Oh wow." Dee's voice trembled with arousal. "Deep throat already?"

Matt raised his head to face Rachel and kissed her. Rachel was so enthralled, she seemed to be holding her breath. Then he resumed his blowjob.

Dee teased, "We're both sucking each other now?"

Matt looked up at me, tentative and seeking my approval. "Yes," I encouraged him. "That's amazing."

I wanked myself, but Dee stopped me. "Let him do it."

Matt continued his blowjob, his head rising and falling. "This is so good," I told him. "We're both sucking each other now."

Rachel's face lit up with pride. "Listen to the desire in his tone!" she exclaimed. "You're so lustful. So sexy and desirable." She pulled on his long locks, so she could get a better view of him devouring me. Her stare became distant. She licked her lips. "Wow, I can't believe you're doing that! I adore it."

Dee gently touched my upper body and gasped, "This feels amazing!"

Rachel's gaze shifted to Matt, and she urged him on, "C'mon, suck my boyfriend's dick. Get him to cum."

Rachel's eyes clouded over. "Are you planning on cumming in his mouth?"

The girls' excitement was getting too much. I motioned for Rachel to be quiet, "Shh... Kneel. Watch." I turned to Dee, "No more words."

Rachel complied, and we got to experience this intimate moment undisturbed. She remained silent, her hand on my torso, feeling my heartbeat zoom.

I stroked Matt's hair and guided my dick into his eager mouth. His lips were thick, his tongue was rougher than the girls, yet so exciting. He had an amateurish eagerness. His moist tongue and fluttery movements sent chills down my spine.

I thrust my hips towards his face, and the room was filled with just the sound of me gasping and his wet sound-effects.

"Yes, like that," I panted. "Please, Matt."

He was working even faster, licking, sucking, feeding. My breaths heaved as my orgasm loomed. "I can't control it... I'm about to cum." I opened my eyes and saw Rachel edging closer, her gaze fixated on Matt. My next endearment was an erotic soft-porn utterance. "Should I stop, if you don't want me to... spunk... in his mouth?"

Faster he went.

Rachel frowned, "Matt." Her tone was thick with admiration, love, and desire.

Matt quickened his pace.

Rachel let out a deep groan, "Matt." Her voice radiated ecstasy.

I trembled and shook. Dee still stroked me through my clothes. I commanded, "No more words." Her hand never left my chest. Rachel gave us some privacy.

My semen erupted from me, filling up his mouth. I came hard. Matt swallowed all of it and retreated. He turned to Rachel. "Thoughts?"

She nodded, and they kissed. They tongue-danced, sharing the leftovers from my member. Their wet mouths were dripping with cum.

Dee watched them, fascinated. Then, she leaned over and lapped my organ clean. She had me on her agenda all night.

Matt hugged Rachel and stared at me. "Was that enjoyable?"

I snickered. "Definitely. gratifying."

He beamed. "Yup. I'm relieved."

Rachel brought us some coffee, and later more wine. We spent the evening chatting by candlelight. I remained shirtless, with my manhood on full display. Whenever Dee got bored, she'd reach over and casually fondle it. Teasing me the whole night long.

The room reeked of my cum. Rachel set down her glass, grabbed Matt's erection and moved closer. She sucked on it, starting gently, but soon plunging all the way down repeatedly. Her loud moans, grunts, and murmurs of excitement were incredibly enticing. When Matt was almost at his limit, she stopped and swatted his dick.

He groaned, and fluttered his eyes at Rachel.

Whispering into his ear, she said, "None. Cum for the first time in public, under the sun."

His face oozed sex.

She backhanded his cock again and returned it to his slacks. She devoured the rest of her wine. "Cant wait," she sighed.

It was mutual. Me neither.

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