Chapter 21
CHAPTER
TWENTY-ONE
BODEN
“This feels illegal in our own bedroom,” Audrey jokes, and if I’m being honest with myself, it truly does.
Being at the sex club was different; we weren’t in our own house or even our own bedroom—it didn’t feel as serious.
Even though it was just as important, if not more so, because we didn’t know how one another would react being with another person.
It’s always just been Audrey and me. Now we’re about to welcome a third into our dynamic.
At least that’s what I think the long-term goal is between the three of us, but I could’ve read the vibes wrong.
And not that I’m tired of it just being us, but if adding Stevie into our dynamic makes both of us happy, then who am I to deny that?
Even if it only made Audrey happy, I think I would still do it for her.
“We don’t have to do this.” Stevie’s voice sounds smaller than I’ve ever heard from where she stands in the doorway of our room. I realize she was watching me mentally work through my feelings just now.
*Like we’re connected, Audrey and I both say simultaneously, “We want to.”
Audrey quickly adds, “Unless you don’t want to, you’re free to go literally whenever. But we would love nothing more than to be with you.”
And as if us agreeing was the confirmation she needs, Stevie steps into our room, and my eager eyes watch as she pulls off cropped Bring Me the Horizon band tee and her thin sports bra over her head.
Audrey watches her for a second and then gets into action, pulling her green top over her head as well, before her bra hits the ground right after.
Audrey and I stand at the end of our bed, not sure what to do next.
Stevie walks toward us as she unbuttons her jeans, passing me up and stepping in front of Audrey. “Does the whore want to be in charge tonight?” I can see Stevie lean in to rub her tits on Audrey’s, causing both of their nipples to pebble.
I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the degrading, but as long as I’m not doing it, it doesn’t bother me as bad. And I’ll always be sure to sprinkle in the praise to give a good mix for Audrey.
“What do I do?” Audrey looks like a deer in headlights.
Stevie runs her fingers through Audrey’s blonde locks at the front of her face and twirls them. “We do whatever you tell us to.”
“I can finally cuckquean it out?” Audrey’s told me about this fantasy many times. Me being whatever a “hothusband” is while she watches me please another woman. Technically, I think the other person we bring in is supposed to do the pleasuring, but who are we to know the specifics?
We just didn’t think it would ever be this woman in front of her.
But I’m glad it is.
Stevie barely brushes her lips against Audrey’s as she whispers, “If that’s what you want, Princess. We’re here for your pleasure, whatever that may be.”
“Kiss me, Stevie,” Audrey commands, and my cock is paying attention.
The kiss is soft and gentle but turns heated within a couple of seconds, with Stevie letting Audrey take charge.
Audrey slides her hands between them and grabs a handful of Stevie’s boobs, kneading and massaging them as Stevie melds to her body.
When they finally pull apart, Audrey looks at me.
“Strip, Boden. And that cock better be hard.”
As I strip they do the same, climbing out of their pants and underwear too.
My half-mast cock is fully awake now. “Yes, Ma’am.”
My shirt is over my head in seconds, and my jeans are unbuttoned, hitting the ground with my boxers quickly following them in the pile on the floor.
Stevie looks at the clothes littering the floor, then starts from my feet, tracing all the way up my body. And I don’t miss the long pause on my cock. When her eyes finally meet mine, I raise my brows in question. “Is it up to par?”
She turns back to Audrey and smiles that devious smile I remember so well. “You’re one lucky bitch, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I am, and you’re about to be too.” She chuckles.
“And he’s not just a big cock, he knows what to do with it.
” Audrey walks over to the plush, oversized chair we have always had in the corner of our room, which normally just catches all the sweatshirts and hoodies we wear, but tonight it’s going to have a new use.
My wife is going to watch me fuck another woman.
She sits down and places her legs over the arms, her cunt on full display for us, begging to be eaten, but that’ll have to wait until we’re finished with this scene. She gives her first command. “Stevie, lie on the end of the bed, let us see that pretty pussy.”
And Stevie does just that, matching Audrey in the chair but with her back flat on the bed with her feet on the edge of the mattress.
“Boden, show her how well you eat.” I smile at my wife in the chair, because she knows exactly how much I love to devour pussy, but she’s the only woman I’ve ever been with.
Stevie was the first woman for her and the second for me.
I get to my knees in front of her already spread out pussy and place my hands on the back of her thighs, pushing them back slightly so I can see all of her. I lean down, inhaling her scent, and hum my approval. “Mmm.”
I see her hole clinching already in anticipation, and I can’t wait to have her seeing stars.
“May I?”
Without an answer, she grips the top of my hair and shoves my face into her cunt, and I do what I know to do.
Suck, lick, and bite until she’s screaming my name.
She loosens the grip on my hair, letting me get the rhythm I need, and spreading her thighs even farther to lash at her clit. I suck her it hard, causing her to gasp, “Fuck, Bo!”
I pull my mouth away long enough to smile up at her, but immediately dive back in.
* Bounce - Yelawolf