Chapter 5 #2
Before I knew what was happening, I was picked up and set down on Nick.
My head spun as I looked down at him. All the wine I'd had was definitely still in my system.
“There, that's better,” he said with a cocky grin.
“Now, let's do what my wife suggests. A copycat game sounds like fun to me.” His hands ran up and down my back.
“But,” he looked over at Eve, “you guys need to catch up with us.” Nick's hands slid up to my shoulders and then down to my breasts.
My bare breasts. Eve still had her negligee on.
“Yeah, we are definitely behind.” Stefan looked at Eve while his hands grabbed the bottom of Eve's negligee and pulled it up over her head—leaving Eve's huge breasts bare like mine. She wasn't wearing a thong or panties either.
“There, now you two ladies match,” Nick said with a smile.
Stefan's hands cupped Eve's breasts, and she bit her lip and moaned, “Oh, that feels good, honey.” Then she leaned forward, giving him full access to her breasts. And he took it. He circled his tongue around her nipple, playing and teasing it. It didn't take long for her nipple to grow hard.
I gasped as Nick's tongue began doing the same thing to my nipple.
Stefan wasn't watching us at the moment. But Eve sure was. Her eyes were glued to what her husband's mouth was doing to me.
“You're so beautiful, Francesca. And my husband thinks so, too.” She smiled at me while Stefan took her entire nipple into his mouth.
“Mm, yeah. That's nice.” Her eyelids fluttered closed, and she started grinding herself on Stefan.
Nick sucked my nipple into his mouth, sending shocks throughout my body. His hands slid to my hips and encouraged me to grind on him like his wife was doing on Stefan.
So, I did that. And it felt good.
Really good.
Stefan kissed over to Eve's other breast and licked at her there.
Nick copied and did that to me.
Stefan's hands wandered all over Eve's body like he couldn't get enough of her. It was surprisingly sweet to watch him touch her so lovingly.
And that was what it was.
Love.
You could see that.
And feel it.
Those two weren't just trying to get it on with each other. They genuinely cared for—and loved—each other.
Stefan licked and kissed her breast one more time. “Are you ready for me?” he asked, his voice deep and low—and filled with longing.
For Eve.
“I've been ready for a long time, Stefan,” Eve told him and leaned forward to kiss his lips.
Stefan's hand dipped between them, touching her there. “Fuck, you're wet already. Christ, Eve.” There was an edge of desperation to his voice that made my lower belly clench.
“Oh,” I said, as Nick's fingers found my wetness, too.
“Fuck, you're dripping wet, Francesca. I love how wet you get for me.” Then he pulled me forward and kissed me. His mouth hard and insistent against mine. I kissed him back the same way. Because it was then that I realized—Nick was really trying to make this good for me. Really good.
He very much wanted to be here.
With me.
And I wanted to be here with him.
And Stefan had already shared me with Nick. And it had been wonderful—every time.
The least I could do was offer the same courtesy back to him.
Otherwise—Nick was right.
This wouldn't work.
Eve wouldn't sit alone in her room forever while her husband fucked me. She deserved to have fun, too.
“Lift up. I want to fuck you, now,” Stefan panted.
I felt myself drip even more on Nick's hand.
“Christ, Francesca likes that idea,” Nick said, his fingers sliding in and out of me.
Eve pushed up and turned her head. “Watch us, honey. Watch me take your husband inside me.” Then she rose up and fitted him at her entrance.
“Ah,” she said, but kept her eyes on me the whole time.
She lowered inch by inch. His cock disappearing inside her.
And when she was finally seated back on him, she said, “He feels so good.” Then she lifted up—and down, showing me exactly where my husband's cock was.
“One second,” Nick said before he reached over to the bedside table drawer and pulled out a foil packet. He opened it, and I moved back so he could put it on.
Eve was already leaning over Stefan, moving herself up and down his cock. Her large breasts swung in his face. But he liked that. A lot.
He slurped and sucked on her breasts as they fucked each other.
“Okay, let's catch up to them,” Nick said, his hands on my hips, lifting me. I cooperated and rose up while he rubbed himself in my wetness.
Suddenly, I heard a loud, “Wait!” from Eve.
Nick and I looked at her. “I want to see,” Eve said, and stopped fucking Stefan.
She sat on him, her hands on his chest. “Okay, I'm watching now.” She smiled at me, then her eyes fell to my breasts and then lower to where Nick was between my legs. He lined himself up—”Oh,” I let out a long breath.
Nick groaned and pulled me down onto him.
“Fuck me, now. Show my wife how nicely you take my cock,” Nick's voice was low and strained as he moved my hips up and then pulled me down as he thrust his hips into me. I leaned on my hands and started fucking him—just like Eve had been doing to my husband.
“That's so beautiful,” Eve said while she watched us.
Stefan's eyes were on us, too. His gaze traveled all over me, watching me fuck his best friend.
“We can watch them and fuck at the same time. I'm just sayin'.” Stefan moved his hips underneath Eve, and she giggled.
“I'm just so conflicted. Of course, I want to fuck you. It's been so long. But I also want to watch your wife with my husband. I've been imagining it forever. And now I finally get to see them together.”
Stefan's arms wrapped around Eve and then, before I knew it—he rolled them over.
“There.” He let go and kissed her, moving down to her big breasts.
He licked one nipple and teased it with his tongue.
“Now you can watch while we fuck. Problem solved.” He pushed her breasts together so her nipples were close.
Then he started sucking on one. From Eve's expression, I think he was using his teeth a bit, too. And I knew how good that felt.
Nick's arms held me tight—and then he rolled me, too. “Christ, look at your breasts. They're absolutely perfect.” Nick leaned over and did exactly what Stefan's mouth was doing to Eve's breasts.
“Francesca has beautiful breasts,” Eve said, watching her husband completely devour my breasts. “She loves what you're doing, Nick. I can tell how reactive she is.”
It was then that Stefan started fucking her, making her breasts bounce with each thrust.
“Fuck, I've missed you,” he said as he gazed down at Eve.
“I've missed you, too, honey. So much. Now, can you shut up—and fuck me?”
They both laughed, and Stefan leaned over her, speeding up his hips, thrusting into her.
Nick copied them—and the bed really started moving. And it felt good. No. Great.
A minute or two later, I felt a hand on my arm, and I turned my head.
Eve smiled and grabbed my hand. “I love you, Francesca.” Her eyes got all watery—which in turn made mine all watery, too.
“You have no idea how long I've wanted this.
And now that it's finally happening, I'm just so happy.
You're so perfect for Stefan. And for us.
You'll never truly know how you've fixed our family.”
I didn't really understand what she meant, or what she was talking about. But whatever she meant, she really meant it.
“Sharing this with you means—everything. My heart is so full,” she said, her voice full of emotion.
Stefan interrupted, “And your pussy's going to be full in a minute. Once I blow my load inside you.”
Eve laughed and slapped his arm. “I'm trying to have an intimate moment with your wife. And all you can do is talk about your come.”
He shook his head. “I'm trying to have an intimate moment with you. Now, shut your mouth and come for me. So, I can finally fill you up like you've wanted.”
Oh, boy.
Even though that dirty talk wasn't meant for me—it still made me clench hard around Nick. He started fucking me faster, too. His hands grasped my breasts. He peered down at me with a serious look on his face. And then I remembered how he liked it when I told him I loved him.
“Nick,” I called quietly to him. His eyes instantly dropped to mine. “I love you,” I whispered and clenched around his furiously pumping cock.
His eyes slammed shut, and he looked like he was almost in pain.
“Fuck,” he said, lying over me. He leaned down and kissed my lips. “I love you, Francesca.”
Eve squeezed my hand right then and said, “Francesca, squeeze my hand when you start coming, okay? I want to know when you come.”
I heard her request, but I wasn't sure if I could follow through on it or not. The way Nick was kissing me and fucking me—my brain was otherwise occupied at the moment. I wrapped my legs around his waist and encouraged him deeper.
And he obliged.
“Fuck, you're so fucking tight. Christ,” he wheezed, and that just made me clench even harder. Until I felt it coming on—
“Nick,” I panted, knowing I was ready to come. Right now. “Oh, yes,” I drew out my words like a song.
And then—
It hit me.
Full on.
And I squeezed Eve's hand.
Part of me wondered if she was about to orgasm, too. And then I thought about how Stefan hadn't put a condom on. And that meant when he came—he was going to come right inside her. His come would be in another woman.
Not me.
I waffled for a moment in my brain—weighing that in my mind. And I soon realized that I liked that idea. I wanted Stefan to fuck Eve. And I wanted him to come inside her—filling her up as he climaxed.
I squeezed Eve's hand—because that thought sent me over the edge. “Nick, I'm coming,” I gasped and let my orgasm carry me away. “I love you, Nick. I love you so much.”
Nick erratically thrust inside of me for a few more seconds before he stilled—and announced his release. “Christ, I'm coming too. Fuck,” he said as he pulsed inside me. We held onto each other for a long few moments, catching our breath.
And then—