It was late as I finally opened the doorway to our matted. Only to hear gunfire and screams. I groaned. It had been a retentive hard day and I had totally forgotten about the 'boys Nox'. Well, that was what my hubby called it anyway. hard drink, war picture show, too many fags and his, our, Charles Herbert Best mate.

Do n't get me amiss. Usually I would happily join them and enjoy it as much as they did. But now all I wanted was to go to bed and surrender asleep.

"Guys I 'm abode ”, I called and went straight to our bedroom. Yawning I undressed, thrash about my apparel straight in the washables handbasket. Maybe I would connect them for a beer anyway. No harm and a chance to relax and unwind.

I reached for the tank top and boxer shorts on my side of the bed. Long ago, when he had been away for a prospicient prison term, I had developed the use of wearing my married man apparel at base. And even though they were way to big I still refused to get some in my size.

As usual they were sitting on the lounge. David on one end, Ryan at the other and bottles and a good ashtray were standing on the table.

"Perfect timing, beer is void ”, Ryan grinned and looked at me."And you poor thing are thirsty ?"I replied without missing a pulse and grinned back. David, my St. David, just smiled."If you get some you can join us. The pic 's just started. You might like it."

"Actually I am just fucked. Was a toilsome day ”, I admitted but went to get the beer anyway.

Ryan did not even look at me twice. Even dressed like this, with my teat more visible than usual I was still 'one of the guys', as he called it.

Returning with three cold beer I dropped in the place between them."Cheers guys."We clinked bottles and I drank. With a sigh I leaned back. The cold beer felt so good.

Without thinking I pulled my legs up and tried to make myself more well-to-do. Saint David smiled at me."That operose ?"I nodded. To my amazement he reached for a blanket, pulled it over me and started to manipulate my body that my head was lying on his lap and my legs on Ryan's.

"What the screwing ?"I burst out and he laughed."You had a knockout day but a boys night without you is not the Saami. Relax, let yourself be spoiled for once."

Ryan started to express joy but masked it with a cough."We 'll stir up you if you start to snore ”, he teased me and I grinned.

"As long as you do n't wake me just to get another beer."

I snuggled under the cover, found a comfortable position and tried to follow the movie. It did not shoot long till I realised why David had pulled that cover over me. I felt the hand on my thigh, warm and comforting. And then the finger starting to slew in my Shorts, finding their way to my cunt.

I shot Jacques Louis David a inadequate coup d'oeil and he winked at me, fixed his eyes on the covert again."Cheeky bastard"was all I could intend as he started to stroke me. Without thinking I spread my leg wider and pressed against his probing fingers. This was new. His digit found my clit and started to play with it.

Two can work that game. I stretched, pulled the blanket over my shoulder and arms. Carefully I unbuttoned his pants, let my finger glide inside and started to stroke his cock.

It was punishing to keep up the moving picture. The whole time he was stroking me, teasing me up to a gunpoint where I could not throttle myself any longer and let out a sigh. Then he would stop only to start again.

It felt so thoroughly. I was so horny. I did not care about Ryan sitting next to us. We could have been in a crowd I would not have cared.

I felt myself getting wet. His probing fingerbreadth slid in easily. Just one finger. And I wanted more. more finger's breadth, his hard pecker. I closed my digit around his cock, hoping that he would understand.

The movie was nearly over. It must be close to midnight. If only Ryan left. Sometimes he stayed the wholly Night.

The credits rolled over the projection screen in quiet. Without a monition he moved his finger's breadth in my snatch and we all heard that tell tale squelching sound. I bit my lip, held my breath.

"I think your wife needs a fuck ”, Ryan grinned and I felt two manus on my tit. St. David 's workforce. And the other hand was still between my legs.

He twisted my teat gently and all I could do was moan. Ryan was right. I needed a fuck.

We, Saint David and me, had spoken about a threesome before. I had jokingly agreed to a 2d woman if I would get another man. But it had been a joke.

And now his dear match had his finger in me. Had it been him all the sentence ? I was not sure.

Jacques Louis David stopped and pulled the blanket away."Let 's see how wet you are ”, he murmured and pulled at the fabric of the shorts to reveal my sex.

Ryan moved his finger's breadth again to make believe this squelching sound and I saw the longing in St. David 's eyes. I felt exposed, somehow ashamed. His best mate had gotten me in this State Department while I had stroked his cock.

"I told him that you would like it. And he did not consider me how wet you can get."His voice was hoarse."I also told him how skilful you taste. And that you love to be fucked."

I swallowed. Even though it was a statement I heard the unasked interrogative sentence. Would I go further ?

For a mo I hesitated. They had known each other for year. Saint David and me had met just some five years ago.

Ryan slid his finger's breadth back in my cunt and started to rub my button with his thumb.

"Oh fuck ”, I moaned and closed my oculus, heard the male child chuckle. Too soon the stopped and withdrew his hand.

"And he told me that you are very talented at licking and sucking. But since you had a hard day you can rise that another time."

I pulled myself up and turned to David. He just smiled at me and kissed me."Imagine four hired man on your consistency, two sassing at your tits, two dicks inside you. call back about it for a moment. I 'll have got a piss."

And with that he left me with Ryan on the sofa.

"He knew ?"I asked dryly and he shrugged."You should know him by now. It was his idea."“ intellection so ”, I murmured and sighed.

Thinking about it sent a tingle of longing through my body. It would feel commodity. At least that was was I imagined.

"Did he tell you something else ?"

"That you are very quiet, that you like being fucked in the ass. And he told me that you sometimes savor the pain."

Slowly I nodded. That was so true. But what had he thought."And you want to have intercourse me ?"I had never before thought about Ryan - or one of our other mates - joining us. Always assumed that they did not see me as a woman. But ... snake pit, I wanted it now. Both of them, now.

Now he just nodded and looked to the door. David was back. Naked, his prick semi hard.

I smiled, turned back to Ryan.

"Well, seems you are the cobbler's last one fully clothed."He grinned. I felt David getting behind me on the sofa, embracing me."I love you ”, he whispered in my ear before he tucked at my shorts. I lifted my ass to help him, pulled the top over my head while watching Ryan strip.

He was already hard. His cock was not as long or as thick as David 's but if he could use it as well as his hired hand that would be more than sufficient.

Ryan sat in front of us, smiled at me."Hard tit on small-scale teat, a wet cunt. Dripping wet one might say."Then he broke into a big grin."Now I know why you have these blankets everywhere."I laughed, David joined in."And lubricant in every room ”, he confirmed."You really need that ?"

Ryan leaned forward and licked over my hard nipple, started to suck it. David moved and joined him on the other position. I moaned. The flavor was strange. They both sucked, licked, David started to nibble."Like it ?"he murmured and I nodded."tactile property good."

I should not make said that because they stopped. David moved again, got behind me and pulled me on his lap, spreading my legs extensive open. Ryan bent down and I felt his glossa whipping over my sex.

I leaned back against David and sighed, closed my eyes. Hands on my body, a eubstance behind me, somebody licking me. As he started to suck at my clit I let out a piano"Oh ”. I had imagined that it would feel dear, but it was amazing.

David 's lips on my cervix, his breath, the hands touching me, sometime tender, sometimes rough, Ryan suction at my clit. I felt like floating in warmly mist. All I could do was finger, oppose, getting even more wet, more randy. I moaned again, rubbed against David 's bare chest.

"Please fuck me ”, I whispered, heard and felt David 's soft laugh."Heard that first mate ? I married a greedy bitch."

Ryan stopped and pulled back."Let 's have her what she wants."He pulled me to my substructure."lubricant ?"

Simultaneously David and me pointed to a drawer and Ryan grinned.

David positioned himself on the couch. It would be the first time for me. Being fucked in ass and cunt at the Same time.

The view alone made me moan as I climbed on Jacques Louis David 's lap. He helped me ascertain the right position and I felt his cock. Slowly he pulled me down, I felt him slide into me and moaned again, started to locomote but he placed his helping hand on my hip and held me down.

"Wait."He kissed me. One of his abstruse long tough kiss I loved so much.

Ryan 's hands back on my ass, massaging it, spreading the cheeks. I moaned into Jacques Louis David 's mouthpiece as I felt the lube and he slid one slippery finger's breadth up my ass. Now Saint David moaned. Ryan did not await, slid a s finger in. It hurt a picayune as he was trying to widen me. His finger's breadth moved. I could have sworn he was massaging David 's cock through the thin barrier.

"shit it, I want you ”, Ryan murmured and pulled his finger's breadth back. I knew it would hurt, a small. But I did not care. I loved that pain.

I bent forward, David spread my buns brass. Ryan came closer, I felt his cock, heard him moan as he pushed it inside me.

I groaned. It hurt but it felt safe at the same time."More ”. My voice was husky. As Saint David had he took his prison term before he started to fuck me. Slowly at firstly. David reacted to his movements. And I was helpless. All I could do was being fucked between them. And it felt so good.

Moaning will pleasure I kissed David, bit his lip.

"She likes it jumpy ”, he moaned and Ryan responded, fucked me faster, harder.

"Oh fuck ”, panting I came, whimpered as the whiz got too practically. I felt someone whirl or biting my teat, moaned again and felt David shooting his load trench in me. My trunk was trembling, Ryan was still fucking me strong, thick."Please"And I was not sure if I meant 'please discontinue'or 'please go on forever'.

With a loud oink he came, collapsed panting on me. In a trembling panting heap we were huddled on the sofa.

After some metre Saint David kissed me again, carefully freed himself and picked me up, carried me to bed.

Ryan followed, I felt him steal under the duvet.

With their arms around me I snuggled in, sighed. David smiled, touched my cheek."We have to do that more often. ”