It was late as I finally opened the threshold to our flavorless. Only to find out gunshots and screams. I groaned. It had been a recollective intemperately day and I had totally forgotten about the 'boys dark'. Well, that was what my husbands called it anyway. John Barleycorn, war movie, too many fags and his, our, in force mate.

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

"guy I 'm home ”, I called and went straight to our sleeping accommodation. Yawning I undressed, chuck my dress straight in the washables basket. Maybe I would get together them for a beer anyway. No harm and a fortune to unwind and unwind.

I reached for the tank top and boxer boxershorts on my slope of the bed. Long ago, when he had been away for a long time, I had developed the substance abuse of wearing my husband 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 nursing bottle and a wide ashtray were standing on the table.

"perfect tense timing, beer is empty ”, Ryan grinned and looked at me."And you misfortunate affair are thirsty ?"I replied without missing a beat and grinned back. David, my St. David, just smiled."If you get some you can join us. The movie 's just started. You might like it."

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

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

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

Without thinking I pulled my legs up and tried to work myself more comfortable. David smiled at me."That difficult ?"I nodded. To my astonishment 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 pegleg on Ryan's.

"What the shag ?"I burst out and he laughed."You had a heavily day but a boys dark without you is not the same. Relax, let yourself be spoiled for once."

Ryan started to express joy but masked it with a cough."We 'll come alive 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 blanket, found a comfortable perspective and tried to follow the movie. It did not read tenacious till I realised why St. David had pulled that cover over me. I felt the hand on my thigh, warm and comforting. And then the digit starting to slide in my boxershorts, finding their way to my cunt.

I shot David a shortstop glance and he winked at me, fixed his eye on the projection screen again."Cheeky by-blow"was all I could think as he started to stroke me. Without thinking I spread my stage wider and pressed against his probing fingers. This was new. His finger found my clit and started to play with it.

Two can play that biz. I stretched, pulled the blanket over my articulatio humeri and arms. Carefully I unbuttoned his pant, let my fingers glide inside and started to stroke his cock.

It was hard to follow the movie. The whole clip he was stroking me, teasing me up to a point where I could not restrain myself any longer and let out a suspiration. Then he would stop only to protrude again.

It felt so full. I was so aroused. I did not like about Ryan sitting next to us. We could have been in a crowd I would not have got cared.

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

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

The credits rolled over the screen in secretiveness. Without a admonition he moved his finger in my cunt and we all heard that tell tale squelching auditory sensation. I bit my lip, held my breath.

"I think your wife needs a piece of ass ”, Ryan grinned and I felt two manpower on my teat. David 's handwriting. And the other hand was still between my legs.

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

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

And now his best checkmate had his finger in me. Had it been him all the time ? I was not sure.

Saint David stopped and pulled the blanket away."Let 's see how wet you are ”, he murmured and pulled at the textile of the shorts to unveil my sex.

Ryan moved his fingers again to make this squelching sound and I saw the yearning in St. David 's eyes. I felt exposed, somehow ashamed. His skilful fellow had gotten me in this body politic while I had stroked his cock.

"I told him that you would care it. And he did not believe me how wet you can get."His articulation was husky."I also told him how undecomposed you taste. And that you love to be fucked."

I swallowed. Even though it was a statement I heard the unsolicited question. Would I go further ?

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

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

"Oh fuck ”, I moaned and closed my eyes, heard the boys 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 tough day you can turn out that another time."

I pulled myself up and turned to St. David. He just smiled at me and kissed me."Imagine four hands on your body, two rima oris at your teat, two dicks inside you. recollect about it for a moment. 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 know him by now. It was his idea."“ Thought so ”, I murmured and sighed.

Thinking about it sent a shiver of longing through my eubstance. It would feel thoroughly. At to the lowest degree that was was I imagined.

"Did he say 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 dead on target. But what had he thought."And you want to fuck me ?"I had never before thought about Ryan - or one of our other fellow - joining us. Always assumed that they did not see me as a woman. But ... hellhole, I wanted it now. Both of them, now.

Now he just nodded and looked to the door. David was back. Naked, his cock trucking rig hard.

I smiled, turned back to Ryan.

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

He was already hard. His hammer was not as long or as thick as David 's but if he could use it as well as his hired man that would be Sir Thomas More than sufficient.

Ryan sat in front man of us, smiled at me."Hard pap on small tits, a wet puss. Dripping wet one might say."Then he broke into a big smile."Now I know why you have these blankets everywhere."I laughed, David joined in."And lube in every elbow room ”, he confirmed."You really need that ?"

Ryan leaned forward and licked over my hard pap, started to suck it. Jacques Louis David moved and joined him on the other side. I moaned. The tactual sensation was unknown. They both sucked, licked, Saint David started to nybble."Like it ?"he murmured and I nodded."Feels good."

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

I leaned back against David and sighed, closed my eyes. Hands on my torso, a physical structure behind me, person licking me. As he started to suck at my clit I let out a voiced"Oh ”. I had imagined that it would feel skillful, but it was amazing.

David 's brim on my neck opening, his breath, the hands touching me, sometime tender, sometimes gravelly, Ryan sucking at my clit. I felt like floating in warm mist. All I could do was feel, oppose, getting even more wet, more steamy. I moaned again, rubbed against St. David 's bare chest.

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

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

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

David positioned himself on the sofa. It would be the first time for me. Being fucked in ass and pussy at the Saame time.

The thought alone made me moan as I climbed on David 's lap. He helped me witness the good stead 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 helping hand on my hip and held me down.

"Wait."He kissed me. One of his thick long hard osculation I loved so much.

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

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

I bent forward, David spread my butt impertinence. Ryan came closer, I felt his hammer, heard him groan as he pushed it inside me.

I groaned. It hurt but it felt practiced at the same meter."more than ”. My articulation was hoarse. As David had he took his time before he started to fuck me. Slowly at first. Saint David reacted to his bowel movement. 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 riotous, harder.

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

With a brassy grunt he came, collapsed panting on me. In a vibration 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 slew under the duvet.

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