It was late as I finally opened the door to our insipid. Only to hear gunshots and screams. I groaned. It had been a long gruelling day and I had totally forgotten about the 'boys night'. Well, that was what my hubby called it anyway. Booze, war pic, too many fags and his, our, good mate.

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

"guy wire I 'm home ”, I called and went straight to our bedchamber. Yawning I undressed, chuck my clothes straight in the laundry basket. Maybe I would join them for a beer anyway. No harm and a hazard to relax and unwind.

I reached for the armored combat vehicle top and boxer short pants on my side of the bed. Long ago, when he had been away for a retentive time, I had developed the use of wearing my married man clothes at home. And even though they were way to big I still refused to get some in my size.

As usual they were sitting on the sofa. David on one end, Ryan at the former and bottle and a full 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 measure and grinned back. David, my Saint David, just smiled."If you get some you can link up us. The picture show 's just started. You might care it."

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

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

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

Without thinking I pulled my legs up and tried to make myself more comfy. David smiled at me."That difficult ?"I nodded. To my amazement he reached for a blanket, pulled it over me and started to misrepresent my torso that my principal was lying on his lap and my legs on Ryan's.

"What the fuck ?"I burst out and he laughed."You had a hard day but a son night without you is not the Sami. Relax, let yourself be spoiled for once."

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

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

I snuggled under the blanket, found a comfortable position and tried to play along the motion-picture show. It did not pack long till I realised why Saint David had pulled that blanket over me. I felt the hand on my thigh, ardent and comforting. And then the finger's breadth starting to slew in my Shorts, finding their way to my cunt.

I shot David a myopic coup d'oeil and he winked at me, fixed his eye on the blind again."Cheeky illegitimate child"was all I could think as he started to stroke me. Without thinking I spread my legs wider and pressed against his probing fingers. This was new. His finger found my button and started to run with it.

Two can play that game. I stretched, pulled the cover over my shoulder and weapon. Carefully I unbuttoned his pants, let my fingers glide inside and started to stroke his cock.

It was hard to follow the motion picture. The whole time he was stroking me, teasing me up to a point where I could not restrain myself any longer and let out a sigh. Then he would terminate only to start up again.

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

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

The film was nearly over. It must be close to midnight. If only Ryan left. Sometimes he stayed the unanimous night.

The credits rolled over the screen in silence. Without a monition he moved his fingers 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 helping hand on my tits. David 's script. And the other hand was still between my legs.

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

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

And now his best mate had his finger's breadth in me. Had it been him all the prison term ? 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 cloth of the short to reveal my sex.

Ryan moved his finger again to draw this squelching strait and I saw the longing in St. David 's centre. I felt exposed, somehow ashamed. His best fellow had gotten me in this state while I had stroked his cock.

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

I swallowed. Even though it was a command I heard the unasked inquiry. Would I go further ?

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

Ryan slid his finger back in my bitch and started to rub my clit with his thumb.

"Oh fuck ”, I moaned and closed my eyes, heard the son 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 toilsome day you can prove that another time."

I pulled myself up and turned to David. He just smiled at me and kissed me."Imagine four hands on your body, two lip at your bosom, two shaft inside you. intend about it for a instant. I 'll have a piss."

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

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

Thinking about it sent a tremble of longing through my body. It would feel good. 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 enjoy the pain."

Slowly I nodded. That was so true. But what had he thought."And you want to make love 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 ... Hell, I wanted it now. Both of them, now.

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

I smiled, turned back to Ryan.

"well, seems you are the 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 voiceless. His peter was not as long or as thick as Jacques Louis 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 mammilla on small pap, a wet cunt. Dripping wet one might say."Then he broke into a big smiling."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 tit, started to suck it. David moved and joined him on the other English. I moaned. The flavour was strange. They both sucked, licked, David started to nibble."Like it ?"he murmured and I nodded."feel good."

I should not have said that because they stopped. David moved again, got behind me and pulled me on his lap, spreading my legs all-embracing undefendable. Ryan bent down and I felt his knife lashing over my sex.

I leaned back against David and sighed, closed my eyes. Hands on my body, a body behind me, someone licking me. As he started to take up at my button I let out a delicate"Oh ”. I had imagined that it would feel good, but it was amazing.

David 's lips on my neck, his breathing time, the hired man touching me, sometime tender, sometimes unsmooth, Ryan sucking at my clit. I felt like floating in warm mist. All I could do was feel, oppose, getting even more wet, more hornlike. I moaned again, rubbed against David 's bare chest.

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

Ryan stopped and pulled back."Let 's ease up her what she wants."He pulled me to my ft."Lube ?"

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

David positioned himself on the couch. It would be the first prison term for me. Being fucked in ass and cunt at the same meter.

The thought alone made me moan as I climbed on St. David 's lap. He helped me determine the right-hand position and I felt his cock. Slowly he pulled me down, I felt him slide into me and moaned again, started to move but he placed his hands on my hip and held me down.

"Wait."He kissed me. One of his bass long hard kisses I loved so much.

Ryan 's custody back on my ass, massaging it, spreading the boldness. I moaned into Jacques Louis David 's oral cavity as I felt the lube and he slid one slippery finger up my ass. Now David moaned. Ryan did not waitress, slid a 2nd finger in. It hurt a piffling as he was trying to let out me. His digit moved. I could receive sworn he was massaging St. David 's cock through the thin barrier.

"Damn 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 butt impertinence. Ryan came closer, I felt his tool, heard him moan as he pushed it inside me.

I groaned. It hurt but it felt good at the same meter."Sir Thomas More ”. My voice was hoarse. As Jacques Louis David had he took his time before he started to jazz me. Slowly at inaugural. 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 rough ”, he moaned and Ryan responded, fucked me truehearted, harder.

"Oh fuck ”, panting I came, whimpered as the sensation got too much. I felt someone whirl or biting my mamilla, moaned again and felt David shooting his incumbrance deep in me. My body was trembling, Ryan was still fucking me firmly, abstruse."Please"And I was not sure if I meant 'please stop'or 'please go on forever'.

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

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

Ryan followed, I felt him slip under the duvet.

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