Washington, D.C. Date Night #7
“Out of everyone here, besides Ethan, you are the most important person in my life. I love you endlessly, and my allegiance will always be with you. If you can’t tell, my dick is already up, and I’m not turned off by your body, Elizabeth. I’m turned on by your heart.”
She ran her fingers down his face, and smiled.
“Well, then, let’s make memories, my love,” she said, teasing his earlobe.
Gene moaned, and let her work her way across his body. Beside him, Ethan was also sitting on the bed, but Callen was behind him, doing something wicked to his neck, and Chris was between his thighs, giving him head.
When he reached over, Gene found his hand, and they held onto each other.
As the pleasure came.
To introduce them in that carnal way, Elizabeth moved lower, kissing her way down Gene’s body, past his tattoos that he had that were symbolic of his and Ethan’s past, their present, and what was yet to come.
When she found his erection, he was, indeed, hard. So, she made him harder.
He was watching her, and she knew that this would be his first sexual experience with a woman, so she made sure to give him the works.
This wasn’t just sex.
This was love.
And that mattered.
When her mouth found his erection, he dropped his head back and let her do whatever she wanted with his dick. Instead of focusing on the gender, he let the pleasure overtake him. With his hand connecting him to Ethan, he kept all of them linked together, and it was divide and conquer.
When Gene laid back, Elizabeth kept blowing him. Callen saw her working his dick over, and moved from Ethan to Gene. He found his mouth, and kissed him, helping her out.
Because none of them knew what this was going to be like. Gene was the full-on gay man in this relationship, while the rest of them went both ways.
Well, not Elizabeth.
She went one way, and it was generally right toward dicks.
The kiss was deep, and he controlled it, as his hair cascaded down across Gene’s body.
There was a moan deep from his body, as he held Callen to him so the man couldn’t break the kiss.
There was the tangle of tongues, and it kept Gene fully immersed in that pleasure.
“Oh, fuck,” Ethan muttered, as Chris had him teetering on the edge between orgasm and tumbling.
When he looked over, he saw his husband, one of them, flat on his back, Elizabeth blowing him, and Callen kissing him. With Chris working his dick over, he knew he wasn’t lasting long.
The alcohol made it damn difficult to stay on the edge between pleasure and the fall.
When Chris tugged on his balls, Ethan slipped from the edge, cumming.
And his husband was ready for it.
He swallowed, and then moved his way up his body, straddling it.
As Ethan opened his eyes, he felt Chris’s ass taking the full length of him.
“Oh, God,” he whispered, as his body bowed. He was so drunk, everything felt like it was moving in slow motion. The pleasure was there, but he felt more like he was watching it from outside of his body.
And he liked it.
As Chris bounced, Ethan stared up into his baby-blue eyes. In them, he saw nothing but love and adoration.
“My love,” Ethan whispered, as his fingers wrapped around his erection.
Chris moaned, and enjoyed the ride.
From beside him, Gene was inundated with so much pleasure. His body was tingling, and he was being pulled under as he felt nothing but absolute love.
There were hands all over his body, and his skin tingled with anticipation.
It was when Callen broke the kiss, and stared down into his eyes.
“I get rough,” he said.
Gene was trying to think, but despite what he’d said about not getting off with a woman blowing him, he was getting off with a woman blowing him.
His balls were tucked up, and he was fighting not to embarrass himself. Maybe it was the alcohol, or the visual of him watching Ethan being ridden, he wasn’t sure.
Hell.
It might even be Elizabeth and her skill.
All he knew was that he didn’t hate this.
Not.
At.
All.
In fact, he was kind of enjoying it.
“I can handle rough, CJ. Don’t worry about that. I like rough.”
Callen kissed him on the lips.
“What’s your limit? Am I allowed to fuck you? Or is that going too far?”
At his words, his dick hardened even more. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t curious about what that would be like.
Because he was.
“I’m good with that,” he said, as his body bowed from something particularly wicked Elizabeth was doing with her mouth.
Callen grinned.
“Well, then, let the fuckery begin.”
That was all Elizabeth had to hear.
Stopping the blowjob, she moved back up his body, and straddled his lap. When Gene was focused on Callen, she slid down his erection, taking all of him.
He moaned.
“Fuck!” he said, focusing on her. There was a woman on his dick, and he absolutely didn’t hate it.
It felt just like when anyone else was using his erection to get off.
That’s when she began riding.
And Gene knew he was going to be cumming at some point.
It was when Callen straddled his shoulders, and directed his massive dick into his mouth, that he prayed for control.
His dick was tingling, and Callen was choking him with a face fucking.
“Oh, yeah,” Callen muttered, his hips in control, as he worked his dick deeper down Gene’s throat for lubrication.
Beside him, Ethan shouted, and came so hard, that his body bucked. It was when Chris jerked off, and covered his body with cum.
But they didn’t stop.
Ethan rolled, and Chris ended up face down. It was when the other man mounted him, and began taking his ass that Chris moaned.
“Fuck!” he shouted. “EJ!”
Ethan wasn’t listening. He was lost in the pleasure, and the copious amount of booze in his bloodstream.
He took his ass.
Why?
Because it was incredibly erotic watching Gene on his back with Elizabeth riding him, and Callen using his mouth. In fact, Ethan was pretty sure it didn’t get hotter than that.
Gene wasn’t in distress, so he wouldn’t be. Tonight was all about them.
As a family.
As Callen punished Gene’s mouth, Elizabeth enjoyed the ride. She had the pleasure of riding a lot of dick in her life, since she had three men she called husband, and now, she had a fourth.
Each was different.
Gene was thick, and he filled her.
She’d be lying if she said it didn’t feel damn good to be stuffed full of his erection. In her world, you couldn’t hate dick and survive.
This was one more positive thing in her marriage.
As she rode, she could feel the man getting ready to cum. He was being face fucked by Callen, and there was no doubt that his ass was next.
Callen had a two-track mind in bed.
He liked getting head, and he loved taking ass. There was never a surprise in his one-two punch. He was consistent, if anything.
There was the wet slurping sound of Callen’s dick going down Gene’s throat, and Ethan’s moans of pleasure as he took Chris’s ass.
When Gene’s body bucked, Elizabeth felt that wave of heat as the man exploded. There was no warning because he had something rather large in his mouth.
Still…
He came good.
They might all be off their game due to booze, but there was plenty of cum to go around. Ethan and Chris were coated, and now, Gene had filled her.
It was when their whole group moved, repositioning, that she was knocked off of Gene’s body, and landed on the bed.
With Ethan on her.
Clearly, he was done with Chris, and needed some of the only woman there.
Staring into her eyes, nothing had to be said between them. They had their own way of just knowing, and she knew that Ethan would forever be hers.
The love she saw in his eyes was so overwhelming, it filled hers with tears.
“Forever,” she whispered. “I promise.”
He rested his forehead against hers.
“Until my last breath,” he whispered, before kissing her.
Beside him, Chris crawled across the bed, and saw there was a slick dick ready and waiting.
As Callen came, Gene struggled to swallow the waterfall of cum that erupted from him.
His whole body felt amazing, and he was truly in his happy place. The big guy was getting off and it wasn’t close to being over.
He felt someone climb on him, and when Callen moved, he saw it was Chris. He was sliding his slick dick into his body, slowly.
Gene was a big man, and it was clear that it was a tight fit.
Chris moaned.
His own erection was weeping cum, and he needed to cum again.
“I need ass,” Callen said, seeing Ethan on top of Elizabeth, kissing her.
He grinned.
“Oh, well, if you insist,” he said, talking to absolutely no one. “Ethan’s it is,” he said, giddily.
They all knew the man was going to have fun no matter what the situation, and with Ethan in his sights, they’d both be getting off.
Moving across the bed, he got behind Ethan, and slapped him on the ass.
When he looked back, breaking his kiss, there was lust in his eyes.
Callen didn’t say anything, but instead, pushed his way into his body.
Before the night was over, Callen planned on filling each one of them with a load.
Goals.
Never let it be said he didn’t have them.
As Ethan gasped, Callen filled him, and began riding ass like he preferred.
Hard.
And.
Fast.
Ethan held on with his fingers clenched in the bed linens. Callen was always the one least affected by booze when they were having sex.
The man was just a machine.
When Elizabeth felt fingers on her shoulder, touching her, she was curious. When she glanced over, Gene had his hand out, and she took it.
Chris was merrily riding Gene’s erection, and enjoying himself. That was always fun to see.
As their hands met, Gene pulled her out from under Ethan, and wanted to try something.
This was all new territory for him.
He’d never done any of this before, and he knew if there was one person he could trust with that newness, it would be her.
It was time to get acquainted with a woman’s body, up close and personal.
“Face,” he said, as Chris was riding him, roughly.