by Luke Young
The muscles in his arms were bulging, the veins there dark and pulsating, straining as he held them stiff while he drove inside of her. Rising up and driving into her harder and harder. Jillian moved her hand to his ass cheek and guided his efforts, her eyes locked on the couple.
Suddenly he cried out and his eyes got huge and he stopped moving.
“What’s wrong?” Kathleen asked.
“I’m going to come if I don’t stop.”
The two women shared a laugh and Jillian said, “That’s why we’re here.”
Turning toward his wife, he struggled to say, “I know, but if she has an orgasm first she’ll probably have a better chance of… of you know.”
“Oh my God, he is a keeper.” Kathleen said before she shared a heart-melting look with Jillian.
“So should I just finish or…”
Kathleen stroked his hips. “No, you’re right. I’m close so just hold off for a few minutes.”
“All right.” Closing his eyes for a few moments, he held perfectly still before taking a deep breath. When he opened them again he asked, “Ready?”
Kathleen nodded with her lips parted.
Sliding forward a few inches, he rose up on his tiptoes and began long, slow downward strokes, pulling his cock nearly all the way out of her before pressing his hips fully into her. The shaft stimulated the base of her clit and her eyes rolled back in her head as a result.
“Oh, God…” She moaned.
He worked at that rhythm for a long, long time then slowly picked up the pace, rising even higher, touching her in just the right spot. Jillian breathed heavily as she was obviously captivated by the scene. Not appearing jealous, but maybe instead just imagining that it was her underneath of Brian. Slipping her hand between her own thighs, Jillian fingered herself slowly.
Brian’s moaning intensified as he drove into her harder and faster. Taking hold of his hips, Kathleen guided him higher still, pulling him down harder with each plunge and that’s all it took.
“Yes. Fuck. Yes.” She cried out loudly, gasping for breath and digging her fingertips into his body as she coaxed him to fuck her faster. With each stroke, her pussy convulsed around his thickness, milking him, desperately trying to pull him over the edge.
“Ahhh…” He gasped and with his final plunge he exploded. His eyes slammed closed and his body flopped against hers, his head over her shoulder while her hips curled upward as she wrapped her legs around him tightly.
He pumped down slowly over and over with short strokes as he flexed his cock inside her, forcing every last drop out, pressing into her as deeply as he could.
“Oh, God…” Rising up from her dizzied, he looked into her eyes, sharing a smile.
“Thank you,” she said.
“Yeah.” He exhaled deeply, blowing his hot breath over her face. “Sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
Exhausted, he slumped back down and let out a sigh. A few seconds later, he slowly pulled back from her and Jillian was right there to slide a pillow under Kathleen’s rear end to elevate her hips, aiding his semen’s journey. He slumped over across the foot of the bed and Jillian slowly stroked his hip while she shared a smile with her friend.
A little more than thirty minutes later, Kathleen left wearing a big, satisfied smile. Brian took a shower and when he returned to the bedroom, he discovered his wife, still tipsy, very horny and completely naked with her legs spread suggestively running her finger over her slick pussy, purely for his benefit.
She was so worked up watching him have sex with another woman that she wanted him now more than ever. Seeing how thoroughly he pleasured Kathleen made her so proud in a completely bizarre way. Not that she wanted such behavior to continue forever, but for the short term maybe she could wrap her head around it without having it explode. For now, she wanted him to fill her up. She wanted to be pleased too.
She needed it bad.
She needed it hard.
They fucked that night for a long, long time.
59
Two days later, Kathleen returned to Jillian and Brian’s house for what would be her just-to-be-sure and hopefully final encounter with Brian, his penis and more importantly his sperm.
It was to be an uneventful night, with no long dinner, or drinks beforehand. Pretty much a wham bam thank you dude type of encounter. Thirty minutes before Kathleen was to arrive, Jillian got another one of her migraine headaches. This one was worse than the one from a few months earlier. With her vision compromised as well, she sat in the dark, hoping it would ease enough that she could, at the very least, be in the same room during it all.
When Kathleen arrived, Jillian was still suffering. Brian filled her in on the situation and led her to the study. Kathleen sat down across from her friend. “Brian told me. I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine. It just drains me.”
“I know.” Kathleen placed a supportive hand on her arm. “My mother gets those.”
“Uhhh.” Jillian groaned. “You guys do what you need to do.”
“You sure?”
“Yes, I just need to be alone.”
“It’s going to be weird without you.” Brian knelt down beside his wife.
“But you have to do it.”
“Okay.” He rose to his feet and headed out of the room with Kathleen trailing behind him.
Once in the bedroom, Kathleen pushed down her stretch pants, pulled off her t-shirt and stood before him in a black lace bra and matching thong.
He looked her over shyly as he removed his clothing. “Those are nice.”
“Thank you.”
“Do you want to do it just like last time?”
“What do you mean?” She removed her underwear and climbed onto the mattress.
“Same position. You want that pillow under you or—”
“No, I think I want to be on top.” She flashed him a hesitant smile.
“Really? I thought that wouldn’t be great for conceiving with gravity and all working against us.”
“I just read that position doesn’t matter much as long as, like you said, the woman is enjoying herself. And that, by far, is my favorite position.”
“Oh, okay.” Shrugging, he slipped his underwear off then got on the mattress. His penis was completely flaccid and he gazed at it frowning. “Sorry.”
“For what?”
“You know, here you are naked and he should be ready to go. I mean, you are so beautiful and sexy. I think I’m just nervous without Jillian, you know?”
“I get it.” She smiled at him. “I think we can fix this problem.”
She moved back a little and motioned for him to lay in the center of the bed. When he did she straddled his hips, with her thighs directly over his groin. Leaning down, she kissed his chest, taking a nipple into her mouth and sucking it gently.
He gasped. “Oh God, that feels good.”
Sliding over to the left, she tongued his other nipple for a long time. Then as his cock stiffened, rising up to press into her, she shimmied her hips. “That seems to be doing the trick.”
“Uh-huh.”
She backed up a bit and together they looked at the result of her efforts. He was aroused, but not quite ready for action. “I think we can do a little better.” Sliding a bit lower, she took hold of his penis and ran her fingers slowly over the shaft. “Just relax.”
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
She brought her other hand under his balls and cupped them gently, sliding a finger under them with her lips parted as she studied him closely. “I love how you trim everything down here. So clean. So nice.”
“Oh, thanks.”
“It’s so sexy.” She sighed, shaking her head. “Your balls too are so… I don’t know, adorable. Usually those can be a bit ugly. But not yours.”
“Thank you.” He opened his eyes for a moment and had to close them quickly as she began stroking his now full erection. “Oh…”
“Jillian is such a lucky woman.” Kathleen moaned as she massaged his cock with both hands now, stopping for a moment to squeeze it just below the head and gazing at it admiringly. “She is.”
“Uh-huh.” He closed his eyes.
Positioning herself directly over him, she held his cock as she slipped over it fully. “God, you feel so good.”
Opening his eyes, he watched her closely while she bounced slowly up and down on him with her fingertip grazing softly over his stomach.
“Oh, God…” She moved faster and faster, rising up higher and plunging down harder with every stroke. Her hands found their way to her breasts and she pulled hard on her nipples as she rode him.
He thrust his hips up, stiffening every muscle in his body as he fought to push out his climax. “Okay. Yeah. That’s…”
His moaning grew louder and she thrust down on him harder and faster. Moving one hand between her thighs, she rubbed her clit. “Oh, Brian.”
She gyrated her hips as she kept rubbing and rubbing. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her down on top of him and held her steady as he thrust up, over and over in short little bursts. “Oh….”
He took in a deep breath then released her, spreading his arms out wide as she slowly started riding him again. Her hand never leaving her clit as she rubbed it harder still. Suddenly she cried out, writhing over him and gasping for breath. The pleasure obviously rippling through her.
Leaning down, she kissed him on the lips, sliding her tongue in before accepting his quickly in return. He was lost in the moment, dizzied from his climax, but when he realized where he was and who he was with he quickly turned his head away.
“Sorry.” She panted. “I just got carried away.”
“It’s okay,” he replied, breathlessly.
She rose up from him and a huge gush of semen slipped out of her spilling all over his erection. Curling up next to him, she lay her head on his stomach as she ran her fingers lightly over his groin. “I think we should do it one more time. I think you’re right that I should be on my back with the pillow this time.”
“Really?”
“Yes, I think we need to make the most of this last time.”
“Um…” He paused a moment with his thoughts a swirling mess from his climax.
“Is it okay?” she asked.
“Yeah.” Craning his neck, he looked to his groin with his erection now subsided. “I just need a minute.”
“I’ll get you back.” She flipped to the other side of his groin, lying sideways over his thigh. She took his penis in her hand and eyed it with a sexy smile. Thick strands of semen dotted the head and covered the side. She held it still and ran her tongue all over it as he watched in horror mixed with guilt and awe.
“I don’t think we should…” he began, but lost his train of thought when she took him fully inside her mouth, licking and sucking him clean.
When she was done, she pulled her lips from him and smiled at her accomplishment. “You’re almost there. You taste so good. You really do.”
“Kathleen, I—” In one expert motion, she swallowed him whole, sliding her hand now under his balls and pressing her index finger into his perineum. “Oh fuck…”
Wrapping her hand around his shaft, she pumped it in a steady rhythm while she used her lips to gently suck the head as her finger wandered to his ass.
“Oh, God. No, I’m going to…” He placed his hand on her head and carefully coaxed her off, then scooted away to his escape. “I think we should stop. I don’t—”
“How’s it going?” Jillian asked softly as she appeared in the doorway.
“Good. Yeah…” Kathleen looked over in surprise then quickly rose to her knees. “We were just about to finish.”
“Jillian…” Brian looked at her struggling to mask his alarm. “No, I—”
“I’m feeling a little better,” Jillian said in a labored voice, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Brian propped himself against the headboard and lifted his hands. “Great, I don’t think we—”
“Don’t let me stop you. Finish,” Jillian said, shielding her eyes a bit from the overhead light.
“I’ll just put this under me.” Kathleen grabbed a pillow, positioned it then maneuvered her rear end over it.
He eyed her curiously, then sighed. After taking another moment to think, he slipped between her thighs. Then he slid his erection inside of her and slowly began to thrust.
Kathleen gave him a smile, but he refused to look at her. He didn’t know exactly what she was up to. Was she playing some sort of game or was she simply caught up in the moment? He wasn’t sure, but he didn’t feel right about any of it.
Jillian moved closer to them and forced a smile. “You’re such a good man for doing this.”
Turning to her, Kathleen said, “He’s the best.”
Sorrowfully, Brian looked to his wife as he thrust faster and faster.
“Are you okay baby?” Jillian asked.
He nodded then turned away from her, tensing every muscle in his body and fighting for release. After two more solid minutes of thrusting, he’d had it. He just couldn’t do it. He wanted it to be over and not just because Jillian was next to him. He originally bought Kathleen’s argument on why they needed to do it again, but now he was second guessing that. He was thinking more clearly.
He took a moment to gear up for his plan. He rose up on his tiptoes, contorted his face, cried out with the best fake orgasmic moan he could summon then slumped down on top of her. Groaning, he thrust twice more, purely to sell it, as Kathleen ran her fingers over his back.
He took a deep breath, carefully climbed off of her, stepped to the floor and disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
60
For the next six days, Brian woke up every night at some point after midnight his body covered in sweat. He would get out of bed, head to the bathroom and dry-off looking at himself in the mirror, wearing a disgusted expression. He hadn’t told Jillian about that night with Kathleen and it was eating him up inside. He wanted to tell her everything. He wasn’t sure if Kathleen had truly intentionally stepped over the line, with Jillian out of the room, or if he had misinterpreted her intentions. Had the desperate actress simply gotten a little carried away. He wasn’t entirely sure.
On this particular night, he’d already woken up just before midnight and now he was startled awake by a dream. A dream about her. His cock was rock hard and he was once again covered in sweat. The last image that stuck with him was being inside of her with Jillian watching them. He rubbed his forehead, panting like a lunatic and glancing over to the still sleeping wife.
Why was he hard now?
Was he really thinking about Kathleen or was this simply a normal middle of the night erection?
Grabbing his t-shirt from the floor he pushed off the covers and sopped up the sweat from his chest and stomach. He turned his damp pillow over and curled up on his side, staring at the wall.
“Fuck…” he whispered.
Why was this whole situation on his mind?
Especially now that it was over. He was so glad it was over. He never had to have sex with that woman again. He struggled trying to push the images out of his mind of being with her, being inside of her.
He loved Jillian with his whole heart and with all that he was. He would never leave her, yet this experience was incredible and exciting and he never, ever wanted to do it again. He didn’t want to touch another woman or have another woman touch him, period. He hadn’t told anyone about it yet. He wasn’t sure if he should, but he needed to do something.
Then it hit him. What if she wasn’t pregnant. He was completely missing that fact. It took him months to get Jillian pregnant, why would this be any different? He sighed, closing his eyes and the anxiety came roaring back. He’d never get back to sleep now.
He maybe dozed off for another twenty minutes, tossing and turning the rest of the night until the alarm went off for his early day at the club.
“Thanks.” Brian threw the ball at him hard and he caught it easily, as if he knew it was coming.
Both of them wore a look of surprise, gazing at the ball before Jim smiled casually, raising his eyebrows. When his smiled melted away, he said, “I’m serious. Is there something going on?”
Brian exhaled sharply, closing his eyes. “Shut the door.”
“Oh shit. It’s one of those things.” After closing the door, Jim plopped down in the seat near the desk, tossing the ball from one hand to the other. “I was hoping it was something simple like diarrhea.”
“It’s not.” Brian cocked his head. “Although I am a little constipated.”
“Charming.” Jim rolled his eyes and the brothers shared a laugh.
“You can’t tell Victoria or anyone!” Brian leaned over the desk. “Got it?”
“Sure.”
“No, I’m serious.” Brian’s eyes screamed that it was a life or death type deal. “Even if Victoria’s blowing you and all the blood has left your brain and she asks you to share a secret. You can’t tell her.”
“Okay.”
“Even if you’re on your death bed and—
“Jesus, just spit it out.” Jim sighed. “I can keep your fucking secret, dude.”
“Okay.” Brian took a deep breath. “Look, you know that Jillian and I were helping that woman from her show out with her pregnancy.”
“Yeah, sure.” Jim widened his eyes, smiling. “Don’t tell me you couldn’t get it up when it came time to deliver.”
“No, I was fine.”
“So you already did it?”
“We did. We’re hopefully done I think. I mean, if she’s pregnant and God I hope she is.”