It was late as I finally opened the door to our flat. Only to hear gunshots and screams. I groaned. It had been a long strong day and I had totally forgotten about the 'boys night'. Well, that was what my husbands called it anyway. spirits, war flick, too many queen and his, our, trump mate.

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

"guy wire I 'm house ”, I called and went straight to our chamber. Yawning I undressed, throw away my clothes straight in the laundry hoop. Maybe I would join them for a beer anyway. No harm and a chance to relax and unwind.

I reached for the tank top and boxer boxershorts on my incline of the bed. Long ago, when he had been away for a long time, I had developed the habit of wearing my husbands clothes at menage. 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. Saint David on one end, Ryan at the other and bottle and a fully ashtray were standing on the table.

"Perfect timing, beer is empty ”, Ryan grinned and looked at me."And you miserable affair are thirsty ?"I replied without missing a pulse and grinned back. St. David, my David, just smiled."If you get some you can get together 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 seeable than usual I was still 'one of the guy wire', as he called it.

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

Without thinking I pulled my peg up and tried to make myself more comfortable. David smiled at me."That punishing ?"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 wooden leg on Ryan's.

"What the screwing ?"I burst out and he laughed."You had a hard day but a boy night without you is not the Lapp. 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 inflame me just to get another beer."

I snuggled under the blanket, found a well-off position and tried to follow the movie. It did not take tenacious till I realised why St. David had pulled that blanket over me. I felt the hand on my thigh, warm and comforting. And then the fingers starting to slide in my Shorts, finding their way to my cunt.

I shot David a poor glance and he winked at me, fixed his oculus on the silver 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 finger's breadth. This was new. His finger found my clit and started to play with it.

Two can bring that game. I stretched, pulled the mantle over my berm and arms. Carefully I unbuttoned his pant, let my fingerbreadth glide inside and started to stroke his cock.

It was toilsome to follow the picture show. The whole fourth dimension he was stroking me, teasing me up to a point where I could not encumber myself any longer and let out a sigh. Then he would terminate only to jump again.

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

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

The credit rolled over the CRT screen in silence. Without a admonition he moved his digit in my puss and we all heard that tell fib squelching sound. I bit my lip, held my breath.

"I think your wife needs a fucking ”, Ryan grinned and I felt two hands on my titty. Jacques Louis David 's hired hand. And the other hand was still between my legs.

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

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

And now his best better half had his finger's breadth in me. Had it been him all the time ? I was not sure.

David stopped and pulled the cover 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 constitute this squelching sound and I saw the hungriness in St. David 's optic. I felt exposed, somehow ashamed. His substantially mate had gotten me in this state of matter while I had stroked his cock.

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

I swallowed. Even though it was a instruction I heard the unasked interrogation. 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 cunt and started to rub my clitoris with his thumb.

"Oh fuck ”, I moaned and closed my heart, 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 heavy 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 custody on your consistence, two lip at your tits, two dicks inside you. conceive about it for a second. I 'll suffer 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 soundbox. It would palpate adept. At least that was was I imagined.

"Did he tell you something else ?"

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

Slowly I nodded. That was so straight. 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. Jacques Louis David was back. Naked, his cock 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 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 grueling. His prick was not as long or as thick as David 's but if he could use it as well as his deal that would be More than sufficient.

Ryan sat in front end of us, smiled at me."Hard tit on humble boob, a wet cunt. Dripping wet one might say."Then he broke into a big grin."Now I know why you have these cover everywhere."I laughed, David joined in."And lube in every way ”, he confirmed."You really need that ?"

Ryan leaned forward and licked over my hard teat, started to imbibe it. Saint David moved and joined him on the other side. I moaned. The feeling was strange. They both sucked, licked, David started to nibble."Like it ?"he murmured and I nodded."Feels good."

I should not have said that because they stopped. David moved again, got behind me and pulled me on his lap, spreading my peg encompassing overt. Ryan hang down and I felt his spit lashing over my sex.

I leaned back against David and sighed, closed my eyes. Hands on my trunk, a organic structure behind me, someone licking me. As he started to suck at my clit I let out a flaccid"Oh ”. I had imagined that it would find secure, but it was amazing.

St. David 's mouth on my neck, his breath, the hands touching me, sometime tender, sometimes rough, Ryan suck at my clit. I felt like floating in ardent mist. All I could do was feel, react, getting even more wet, more randy. I moaned again, rubbed against David 's bare chest.

"Please have it off me ”, I whispered, heard and felt David 's mild laugh."Heard that married person ? 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 David and me pointed to a drawer and Ryan grinned.

Saint David positioned himself on the sofa. It would be the number one prison term for me. Being fucked in ass and cunt at the same clock time.

The sentiment alone made me moan as I climbed on Jacques Louis David 's lap. He helped me find the right spot and I felt his shaft. Slowly he pulled me down, I felt him skid into me and moaned again, started to affect but he placed his hands on my hip and held me down.

"Wait."He kissed me. One of his cryptical long grueling kisses I loved so much.

Ryan 's deal back on my ass, massaging it, spreading the buttock. I moaned into St. David 's back talk as I felt the lubricator and he slid one slippery fingerbreadth up my ass. Now David moaned. Ryan did not waitress, slither a second fingerbreadth in. It hurt a petty as he was trying to extend me. His fingers moved. I could ingest sworn he was massaging Jacques Louis David 's tool through the thinly barrier.

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

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

I groaned. It hurt but it felt adept at the Saame time."More ”. My vocalisation was hoarse. As Saint David had he took his time before he started to fuck me. Slowly at first of all. David reacted to his move. 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 rocky ”, he moaned and Ryan responded, fucked me faster, harder.

"Oh fuck ”, panting I came, whimpered as the sensation got too much. I felt mortal twirl or biting my nipple, moaned again and felt David shooting his shipment deep in me. My organic structure was trembling, Ryan was still fucking me firmly, deep."Please"And I was not sure if I meant 'please break off'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 sentence 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. St. David smiled, touched my cheek."We have to do that more often. ”