Chapter 6 #3
I feel James behind me tug at the plug as he softly rubs at my lower back.
“You can let go of this one now Rose Petal, I’m going to pull it out right now.
” And I feel the tug and burn as my ring of muscle opens and stretches around the bulbous size and then releases the plug.
I feel its loss immediately, but my mind is back on Matty’s cock as it hits the back of my throat, his girth so much wider than James which requires my mouth to stretch extra wide to its limits to accommodate him.
As I move my head up and down, Matty guiding me as he likes it, saliva pooling around my chin I hear a cap open and shut and then two fingers begin to nudge at my back hole.
“Baby, you’ve got me rock hard and leaking all over myself watching you clean up Matty.
I need to have you one more time.” I don’t have time or a voice to give my approval with my mouth filled as his fingers thrust in and out.
“There’s a good girl, all loose and ready to take me.
” I feel empty for only a second before I feel the slicked up head of his cock probing for entry.
Knowing exactly how I like it, I feel James’ reach under me and begin to stroke on my clit as he holds his cock with his other hand adding pressure slowly as my tight hole adjusts to the new invasion.
I quiver at the burn and still my head around Matty.
James strokes my clit more intensely which does help me to loosen my tense body and relax onto him.
Matty understands my adjustment and begins to stroke my hair, cooing sweet words of praise as I’m impaled by my husband’s cock in my arsehole as I hold his best friend’s cock in my mouth.
James finally pushes in so deep that he’s fully seated inside of me and moves his hand away from strumming my clit.
“You look stunning this way round watching you suck off Matty, Rosie. Your arsehole is milking me already, would you like me to come deep into your arse, make you scream around Matty’s cock?
” James asks me. I try to nod my head as best as I can but my mouth is so full of Matty I can only offer a whimper from deep in my throat as a reply.
Pleasure coils tight in my core with the movement and knowledge that my husband is fucking my arse with his best friend in my mouth.
My legs begin to tremble as I struggle to breathe through my nose as Matty has taken over and has begun to thrust in short enthusiastic thrusts into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat with every forward movement.
The men are fucking me to a rhythm that they have set, moving my body back and forth, off one cock and onto the other, using me like a ragdoll for their pleasure.
I am beginning to see spots from pleasure and lack of air, I pull off Matty leaving lines of drool hanging from my chin as I suck in gulps of breath before he feeds himself back into my mouth again.
I’m heady with a climax that is building but I cannot reach.
My clit is sparking with pleasure, but it needs more to tip over the edge and into oblivion.
James, my saviour, does the one thing I need most and strums pressured circles around my clit as Matty holds himself deep in my throat as his thighs tremble by my face.
The thrill of us together in such a depraved way, my husband using my body while allowing his friend to take his fill of me, has me reaching my peak and shattering around both cocks.
I clasp them tightly as my spasms course through my body like endless tidal waves of ecstasy, engulfing and then drowning my body that vibrates from my arse to my core.
“Oh baby, yes!” James praises behind me and I feel him unload deep into the depths of my arse.
Matty, whose legs are quivering even more with his impending climax, lets go and his come fills my mouth as he pulls half out to try not to choke me with his ropes of salty come.
When Matty’s finished, he slowly pulls out and I swallow all that he has poured into my mouth in one giant gulp.
Matty sits back on his heels on the couch in a daze as he looks over at my damp messy face and then up at James who is edging himself carefully from my quivering body.
“Grab Rose, Matty,” instructs James as I sway on all fours.
I feel Matty’s arms reach out and grab me around my waist and tug me over and onto his lap.
I wince at the sudden movement and ache from my bottom, but instead of Matty sitting me on his lap, he cradles me in his arms. I see James move out of sight as I lie back in Matty’s arms boneless and exhausted.
Matty gently lowers his head and brushes his lips against my temple dusting a feather light kiss.
It’s then that I realise we have not locked lips once.
He didn’t kiss me or touch my breasts. Was that part of the rules?
I wonder. Did he just wait to kiss me when James was out of the room?
I consider as James reappears with a wet towel.
Matty raises my body with ease like I’m a small child and James gently dabs and cleans around each leaking hole.
“I’m running her a bath now Matty, let me take her from here.
” I look up into Matty’s eyes and I see a glimmer of reluctance and regret as he hands me over into James’ waiting arms. James carries me bridal style down the hall and into the bathroom where the tub is filling and steam of sweet honeysuckle fills my nose.
James balances me on one knee as he bends down to test the water.
“Here you go sweetheart, can you climb in?” I smile sleepily and nod, as he unclasps my collar and I climb into the hot bath.
“I’ll be back in a second.” James lowers his head to mine and kisses me sweetly on the lips before leaving me alone in the bathroom.
My mind is a mixture of sleepy contentment and thoughts of what we have just done.
There is no returning from the fact James just shared me with someone we know.
I don’t know the implications, but James mentioned it was a one-time occurrence, so I guess that was that then.
Did I enjoy it though? Yes. Very much so. Is that bad?