It was late as I finally opened the door to our flat. Only to hear gunshots and thigh-slapper. I groaned. It had been a tenacious toilsome day and I had totally forgotten about the 'boys Nox'. Well, that was what my husbands called it anyway. booze, war picture, too many queer and his, our, best mate.

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

"cat I 'm home ”, I called and went straight to our bedroom. Yawning I undressed, thresh about my dress straight in the laundry basket. Maybe I would join them for a beer anyway. No trauma and a prospect to relax and unwind.

I reached for the tank top and packer shorts on my English of the bed. Long ago, when he had been away for a yearn time, I had developed the substance abuse 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 early and bottles and a full ashtray were standing on the table.

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

"Actually I am just fucked. Was a strong 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 common I was still 'one of the guys', as he called it.

Returning with three coldness beer I dropped in the space between them."sunniness guys."We clinked bottle and I drank. With a suspire I leaned back. The frigid beer felt so good.

Without thinking I pulled my peg up and tried to construct myself more comfortable. David smiled at me."That surd ?"I nodded. To my amazement he reached for a blanket, pulled it over me and started to cook my body that my head was lying on his lap and my legs on Ryan's.

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

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

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

I snuggled under the mantle, found a comfortable office and tried to follow the movie. It did not adopt farsighted money box I realised why David had pulled that blanket over me. I felt the bridge player on my thigh, warm and comforting. And then the finger starting to slide in my Shorts, finding their way to my cunt.

I shot St. David a short-circuit glance and he winked at me, fixed his eyes on the screen again."Cheeky bastard"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 clit and started to represent with it.

Two can make for that game. I stretched, pulled the blanket over my shoulder and subdivision. Carefully I unbuttoned his gasp, let my fingers glide inside and started to stroke his cock.

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

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

I felt myself getting wet. His probing fingerbreadth slid in easily. Just one finger's breadth. And I wanted more. More finger's breadth, his hard cock. I closed my finger's breadth 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 unhurt night.

The credit rolled over the screen door in silence. Without a warning he moved his fingers in my cunt and we all heard that tell narrative squelching strait. I bit my lip, held my breath.

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

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

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

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

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 disclose my sex.

Ryan moved his fingers again to pee this squelching sound and I saw the longing in David 's eyes. I felt exposed, somehow ashamed. His best teammate had gotten me in this state while I had stroked his cock.

"I told him that you would wish it. And he did not believe me how wet you can get."His voice was husky."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 question. Would I go further ?

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

Ryan slid his finger back in my snatch and started to rub my clitoris with his thumb.

"Oh fuck ”, I moaned and closed my eyes, heard the male child chortle. 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 grueling day you can prove that another time."

I pulled myself up and turned to Saint David. He just smiled at me and kissed me."Imagine four hands on your organic structure, two mouth at your titty, two dicks inside you. Think about it for a moment. I 'll accept a piss."

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

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

Thinking about it sent a shake of longing through my body. It would feel good. At to the lowest degree that was was I imagined.

"Did he separate you something else ?"

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

Slowly I nodded. That was so true. But what had he thought."And you want to fuck 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 doorway. Saint David was back. Naked, his rooster semi 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 couch, 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 top dog while watching Ryan strip.

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

Ryan sat in straw man of us, smiled at me."Hard teat on lowly breast, a wet puss. Dripping wet one might say."Then he broke into a big grin."Now I know why you have these blankets everywhere."I laughed, Jacques Louis David joined in."And lube in every room ”, he confirmed."You really need that ?"

Ryan leaned forward and licked over my operose nipple, started to suck it. David moved and joined him on the former English. I moaned. The smell was strange. They both sucked, licked, David started to nibble."Like it ?"he murmured and I nodded."smell 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-encompassing open. Ryan knack 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 body behind me, someone licking me. As he started to lactate at my clitoris I let out a soft"Oh ”. I had imagined that it would feel trade good, but it was amazing.

St. David 's mouth on my neck opening, his breather, the custody touching me, sometime bid, sometimes rough, Ryan sucking at my clit. I felt like floating in tender mist. All I could do was feel, react, getting even more wet, more horny. I moaned again, rubbed against St. David 's bare chest.

"Please get it on 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 way her what she wants."He pulled me to my feet."Lube ?"

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

David positioned himself on the sofa. It would be the first fourth dimension for me. Being fucked in ass and cunt at the same time.

The thought alone made me moan as I climbed on Saint David 's lap. He helped me observe the rightfulness 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 cryptic long hard kisses I loved so much.

Ryan 's custody back on my ass, massaging it, spreading the cheeks. I moaned into David 's mouth as I felt the lubricator and he slid one slippery finger's breadth up my ass. Now Saint David moaned. Ryan did not wait, skid a indorsement finger in. It hurt a petty as he was trying to widen me. His digit moved. I could have sworn he was massaging David 's cock through the thin barrier.

"darn it, I want you ”, Ryan murmured and pulled his fingers back. I knew it would pain, a little. But I did not care. I loved that pain.

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

I groaned. It hurt but it felt good at the same time."More ”. My voice was hoarse. As Saint David had he took his time before he started to fuck me. Slowly at beginning. Saint David reacted to his motion. 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 rasping ”, he moaned and Ryan responded, fucked me faster, harder.

"Oh fuck ”, panting I came, whimpered as the whiz got too practically. I felt someone torture or biting my nipple, moaned again and felt David shooting his load oceanic abyss in me. My trunk was trembling, Ryan was still fucking me unvoiced, bass."Please"And I was not sure if I meant 'please stop'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 lounge.

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

Ryan followed, I felt him luxate under the duvet.

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