She lay back and peered up at Micky. “Is that better?”
He nodded. “Yep. Much better.”
Brian stood and walked to the back of the lounge.
Micky glanced but looked back at Natalie. He covered her tits with his hands. She lifted her arms, resting them behind her head. He squeezed and started massaging firmly. “Uhh..hh..h” she moaned. “It makes me wet when you do that, Micky.” He grinned and continued. He was straddling her thighs. He leaned down, and she parted her lips to meet his. She held eye contact with her husband. “He’s making my legs tingle, Brian. He’s getting me ready to have sex with….”
Micky kissed her again, extending his tongue. She closed her eyes and went with it, allowing him control. She had to swallow once but opened for him again.
“Is this okay?” he asked her.
“Uh huh…. It makes me so wet down there when you stick your tongue in my mouth. It’s the best way to get me ready for you.”
He covered her lips and forced his tongue in deep. She lay there clutching his shirt and moaning softly until their combined saliva filled her throat again and she had to swallow. He left her mouth wet and open and edged back, kissing down her neck and chest, and he sucked on her tit the way old Mr. Chino had.
“Use your tongue on my nipple, Micky. I like that.”
He peered up from what he was doing. “Okay….” He also reached down and felt her between her legs.
“Uhh..hh,” Natalie moaned again, her chest shuddering. “Uh huh…. Pull my panties down, Micky… Strip me completely, okay?”
He left her tit wet with his saliva and tugged at her panties. She lifted her bottom and undid the zipper at the side of her skirt.
“Take my skirt off too, Micky…. You’ve conquered me completely now. I’m yours to take.”
He pulled it from her legs and dropped it with her panties on the floor. He was then on his knees beside her, and he bent down to inspect her pussy. She parted her legs for him. He used his thumbs and peeled open her labia. “Yeah – it’s really wet,” he said peering up at her and Brian.
“Uh huh,” Natalie uttered. “Do you want to get the condoms for him, Brian?”
“Yeah – okay. Wait a minute.” He hurried to the bedroom and brought back the box. He tore off a condom and gave it to Micky.
Micky bit it open and dropped his pants to his ankles. Natalie spread her legs. He lay on top of her, and she guided him in. She held him close. He immediately started thrusting. She then clung to him while he humped her wildly. He was pulling back and slamming against her, jolting her into the armrest of the lounge. He suddenly cried out and jammed himself up her hard, his buttocks clenched and quivering.
Natalie rested a hand on his back and the other arm behind her head. She kissed Micky’s hair. “Careful it doesn’t slip off when you pull out of me, okay?”
“Okay,” Micky said. “Do you want it again?”
“Uh huh,” Natalie uttered, blushing. “You can pour it over me.”
Micky lifted from her and held the base of the condom as his cock oozed from her pussy. He slipped the used sheath off and held it up. He grinned. “Are you going to taste it again too?”
“Yes,” Natalie replied, glancing at Brian. “I want to taste your cum again, Micky.”
He tipped the condom up and dripped some on her tits. “Aw fuck,” he groaned as she massaged it in.
“Pour it in my mouth, Micky.” Natalie opened and waited. Micky aimed carefully and his warm cum dripped onto her tongue. The thick gooey fluid seeped into her throat and she swallowed it down. “Mmm, thank you, Micky,” she cooed.
He chuckled as he pushed his fingers through, turning the condom inside out. Natalie sucked the taste of his load from the rubber. She took it from him and stretched it out, licking it clean while her husband watched.
Brian was resting in his recliner. Micky stood and pulled up his pants. Natalie peered over, biting her lip, her cheeks flushed and her hair messed up. She swayed her legs closed. “I’d better put dinner on soon.”
Brian nodded. “Should I help?”
Micky tucked in his shirt. “I should go.” He picked up his beer and had a drink.
Natalie got up and stepped into her skirt. “That was nice, Micky. You were really good.”
He smiled. “Really?”
“Yeah – except I only got one kiss this time.” Natalie buttoned her blouse and picked up her bra and panties.
“Do you want another one now?”
“No, I’s too late now…. I mean before you have me…. It’s nice to get kisses before.”
“Oh, okay…. And what about your tits – should I kiss them more too?”
Natalie giggled. “I don’t know – maybe…. It’s better if the man is in charge of that.”
“Okay. I’d better run.”
“Can’t you stay for dinner?” Natalie asked sweetly.
“I’ve got to see my dad about something. I could come back.”
“Okay – about twenty minutes?”
Micky rushed off, and Natalie pulled Brian up to go start dinner. He cuddled her. “That was interesting again.”
Natalie giggled and kissed her husband with closed lips. “I know, but it’s a shame to waste it in a silly condom.” She tried again but his eyes rolled and he turned his head in protest. “What – no kisses?” she teased.
“There’s some on your face and your lips are sticky with it.”
She giggled some more. “Well, you could have said something – maybe stopped him when he started tickling me. It was obvious what he was after again.”
“Did you cum with him?”
“No, I didn’t…. But it’s fine! It’s still nice for me. I don’t always have to orgasm for it to feel nice and exciting.”
“I found the whole thing pretty exciting, baby. The way he was grabbing you like that and knowing it was going to happen.”
“I know. Even the way he brought beer. Do you think he only did that so he could try to get onto me again?”
“Yeah – probably. Any excuse to come over, I suppose.”
Natalie cuddled up. “It’s kinda hot, though – how simple and obvious he is about it. And now that he’s finally tried it, he’s so excited…. I don’t mind being the one he gets to practice with. He’s our best friend, after all.”
Brian nodded. “Yeah, I guess…. I’ve always felt a bit sorry for him not being able to get with any girls.
Natalie lifted and pressed her lips to her husband’s. He reluctantly allowed her to kiss him. She parted her lips, moaning softly. “He’s learning to kiss too. That’s been really nice so far – wet but nice…. You don’t tongue kiss me like that so much anymore, Brian. You used to when we were younger.”
“You taste like his cum right now, though, sweetheart.”
“Uh huh – but just a little bit? Please?” Natalie pulled her husband’s head down and probed his mouth with her tongue. He responded, grimacing slightly.
“What about dinner, baby? I’m hungry.”
“Okay….”
Natalie quickly changed her skirt and blouse for her comfy track pants and an old tank top. They had dinner served by the time Micky got back. After dinner, Natalie spent an hour on the phone with a girlfriend while the guys watched a basketball game on TV.
“Let’s do something more fun,” Natalie declared as she hung up the phone and cuddled Brian over the back of his chair.
“Like what?”
“I don’t know but I don’t want to watch TV. Let’s play cards.”
“Okay!” Micky called over from where he was lying on the couch. “What about rummy?”
They set up on the lounge room floor. The guys having the extra beers Micky had brought when he was out and Natalie drinking her wine. Natalie won the first game and Brian the second.
“You can stay over if you want,” Brian told Micky. He was yawning as he shuffled to begin the third game.
“I might go and put on my nightie,” Natalie said
. “Do you guys want anything from the kitchen?”
Brian smiled up at her. “Another beer please?”
“Micky?” she asked.
“Okay, since I don’t have to walk home, I suppose.”
“Alright – I’ll quickly make up the spare bed.” Natalie did that and changed her pants and tank top for a sleep-t. She took back beers for the guys and sat down to pick up her cards.
Micky immediately looked at her legs. She checked with Brian but he was looking too. She still had on panties, but they were on display. She blushed a little, biting her grin.
“Nice camel toe, sweetheart.”
Natalie met her husband’s eyes. “I thought you guys would like me better in this.”
“I do,” Micky said. “Except it’s loose up top and we can’t see much – just where your nipples are, a little bit.”
Natalie looked down at her chest, her nipples firming right then. She shifted the way she was sitting, moving her upper leg back a bit and exposing her crotch more. They played a few hands, laughing and chatting. Brian won that game and they switched to concentration, laughing and carrying on through a couple of rounds of that.
They ended up lying on their backs on the floor just talking. “I might go to bed soon,” Natalie announced.
“Yeah – me too,” Brian said with a yawn.
Micky lifted upon an elbow. He walked fingers up Natalie’s shin and clutched her knee.
Natalie flinched, blushing.
“Are you going right now?” Micky teased, and he reached and clutched her other knee.
“Hey, you!” Natalie scolded. She sat up resting back on her hands, her legs flat on the floor. Micky watched hers and Brian’s faces as he walked fingers up her shin again. He got to her knee and squeezed just above it. Her skin tingled, her face heating red. “Um – Micky….”
Micky scooted closer, still on an elbow. He walked his fingers higher and clutched her upper-thigh. She scissored her legs, squirming and stifling a giggle. Micky left off doing that and used a single finger to poke her ribs. She wiggled away and gripped his wrist, looking to her husband, who was just staring blankly.
“Do you want to get him another condom, Brian?”
Brian looked up, his eyes coming to.
Micky clutched Natalie’s ribs. He was grinning huge.
She pressed her arms to her sides to stop him. “I think he might want me again, Brian.” Micky dug his fingers in and made her Laugh and double over squirming. He got on his knees behind her. “Bully!” she said, smiling back at him there. He gripped her shoulders and massaged. She rested back against him and he slipped one hand into the neckline of her sleep-t and reached down to feel her breasts.
Natalie pressed her chest forward, arching against his hand. She looked up at him, tilting her head and parting her lips as he closed his mouth over hers. He tweaked a nipple as he searched deep into her with his tongue. “Mmm – you’re going to make me wet doing that, Micky.”
“I know. I want to make you wet down there…. I want to get it ready for you-know-what.”
“Uh huh – you can pinch them a little bit – not too hard.”
He laid her back across his lap and she opened her mouth him as he bent to her. She held Brian’s gaze as he probed deep with his tongue again and as he stuck his hand up her shirt to get at her tits. He broke off the kiss to look at her. She waited with her lips still parted, maintaining eye contact with her husband.
Micky lifted her shirt up over her tits, exposing them. “Is your pussy wet enough to fuck yet?” he asked.
“Check it,” Natalie replied, blushing.
Micky slipped fingers down the front of her panties and felt into her. “Yep, it’s wet.” He smiled at Brian. “I think she’s ready for more dick, man.”
“Uhh-hhh,” Natalie moaned, rolling her hips as Micky slipped a finger into her. “So, do you want to get him that condom, Brian?”
Brian grimaced. “I don’t think there’s any left. I need to buy some tomorrow.”
Micky looked up, peering from Brian to Natalie.
“Hmm…. Okay, well you’ll have to pull out of me before you cum, Micky?” Natalie pushed her panties down from her hips. “You can have me unprotected but don’t cum inside me okay? When you’re ready you can finish in my mouth instead.”
“Okay….” Micky pushed his pants down, his cock springing upright. Natalie lay back on the floor and spread her legs for him. He tilted his head to look at her pussy. He then examined it more closely, parting her labia and looking inside. “Yeah – it’s wet now for sure.”
Natalie held Brian’s gaze as she bent her knees up and spread herself wide. Micky was lowering to her, his cock in his hand. He pushed her top back up over her tits. She rested her arm above her head and gripped the leg of the couch. Micky sunk his cock into her. “Uhh hhh… Micky…. But don’t cum inside me, okay? Say when you’re getting close….”
Micky rested on his hands with his upper body raised. He just used his hips to rock Natalie’s small body, making her tits bounce. “It’s so tight in you, Natalie. It’s so hot and slippery.”
“Uh huh…. Are you getting close?”
“Sort of. It’s sort of starting but I can hold back a bit.”
“Okay – if you want to enjoy me for a while, just stop for a minute when you need to. I’ll keep still.”
Micky nodded, his face contorting as he held firmly up her. He grinned down at where they were coupled together, his cock imbedded in her and flexing.
“I can feel you, Micky. Are you sure you didn’t..?”
He shook his head. “I nearly had to pull out. It got really close.”
“Oh – okay….”
He rolled his pelvis and rocked her body, bumping against her and keeping her tits surging from beneath her sleep-t. He was staring at them. Natalie watched his face and pulled her shirt up higher.
Micky smiled. “That’s better.”
Natalie looked to her husband standing there with his eyes glazed. Micky gave a few short, firm thrusts and held still again. “Aw shit – nearly,” he squeaked, grimacing and pressing hard into Natalie. “Wow that was close,” he said, grinning up at Brian.
“This is a bit risky, isn’t it?” Brian suggested.
“Uh huh, but just for a bit longer. I’m getting close too now,” Natalie said, and she closed her eyes as Micky started moving in her again. “Just like that, Micky. Nice and slow,” she uttered, and she suddenly tensed and convulsed, biting down on her lip and pulling Micky’s hips as she ground against him. “No – stay in me,” she said to him, his face contorting. “Mmm – that’s nice….” She smiled up at Brian. “I should be okay.”
“Did he just cum?”
“I think so…. It felt like he did.”
“Did you, Micky?” Brian asked.
Micky nodded. “Sorry – I couldn’t stop it.”
“I should be okay,” Natalie said again.
Brian’s face was red. “Are you sure?”
“I think it’s late enough in my month to be safe.” Natalie covered her opening as she sat and extracted herself from being impaled. She lifted a leg across and moved away but Micky grabbed her from behind and cuddled her. She met his lips over her shoulder, both of them on their knees.
“That felt so great like that,” he said, feeling her tits.
“Yeah? You liked it without a condom?”
“Yep!” He kept hold of her with one arm and reached down between their bodies.
“Um – Micky!” Natalie said. Still on her knees, she gripped the couch. Micky entered her again, surging up inside of her.
“Come on, man,” Brian warned. “That’s enough now, come on.”
Micky started thrusting, hunching up behind Natalie and rolling his hips.
“Uhh… hhh,” Natalie moaned, and she looked up at her husband. “It’s okay – just let him,” she uttered.
“It feels so great,” Micky said. He was fully over Natalie’s back, holding tight an
d pumping her.
Natalie remained resting over the seat of the couch and kept her hips tilted, her opening presented for servicing. She held Brian’s gaze but closed her eyes as she went back into orgasm. Micky humped her through it then jammed himself hard against her bottom and held firm. Natalie peered up at Brian, biting her grin as she was being inseminated again.
Micky finally released her and sat up on the couch. Natalie tugged her sleep-t down and found her panties on the floor. Micky claimed her hand so she sat beside him. “That was amazing. I loved that,” he said.
Natalie smiled. “I’m glad you liked it…. You were so big inside me.”
“It’s great we’re like this now – us two guys and you as the girl.”
“Yes – I’m definitely the girl.” Natalie looked to her husband. “I’m the girl alright – with the thing you guys both need it seems.”
Micky chuckled. “You mean your pussy?”
Natalie held Brian’s gaze. “Yes, I mean my pussy – which you BOTH obviously need – and which I don’t mind sharing.”
Brian just held her eyes.
“Do you like sharing me, Brian?”
He shrugged slightly. “I guess….”
Natalie bit down on her grin.
“I might go have my shower,” Brian said.
“Okay. I’ll help Micky make up his bed.” She stood and tugged him by the hand. Micky cuddled behind her as they walked. She clung to his hand upon her belly, meeting Brian’s glance from the bathroom door.
She took Micky into the spare room and quickly made his bed while he watched, just grinning at her.
“Alright – I’m going to bed,” she told him and approached where he was sitting on a chair.
He took hold of the hem of her sleep-t and tugged her closer, one of his knees between hers. He looked at her chest then lifted his hands up her sides and felt her breasts. “Uhh…hh,” she moaned softly as he thumbed her nipples. “Micky….” She said, stroking his hair. He kissed her left nipple. She held her breath, biting down on her lip. He ran his hands back down then up the back of her thighs, beneath her nightie. She just leaned against him as he nibbled her nipples through the fabric. He slipped fingers under the waistband of her panties. He tugged them down a bit. “Mickey – what are you doing there?”
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