He shook his head. “I don’t want to fuck you.”
Her face dropped, hurt playing across her blue eyes.
Eric turned to me. “Whereas you’re a totally different kettle of fish.” He wrapped his arms around me and lifted me off my feet, making me inhale sharply, the feeling of him carrying me so damn hot. He laid me down on the bed, then climbed between my legs, penetrating me once more.
“Anyway, I’d rather fuck you,” Natalija said to Tom. “You’re much better at sex than that selfish arsehole.”
Ignoring her, Eric thrust his tongue inside of my mouth, allowing me to get lost in him, all thought of Natalija gone.
“No!” she snapped. “Look at me, Tom.”
I heard a thud, making me want to look, but Eric grabbed my head, stopping me. A second later, Natalija cried out. Tom started grunting, telling me exactly what he was doing, the picture crystal clear in my mind’s eye. He had yanked her onto all fours and entered her from behind, slamming his cock inside of her, the woman’s gasps and moans confirming it.
Almost in competition, Eric started penetrating me harder, his cock rubbing me just right, the man’s body so damn fine.
Natalija’s high pitched cries picked up, Tom without a doubt being rough. “Tom, Oh God, Tom, Tom, Tom!” she screamed.
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh came harder and faster, filling my ears along with Natalija’s cries and Tom’s growls. Eric started grunting too. His hands moved all over my body, pinching and massaging my flesh, the overload of having both men so close overwhelming. One was penetrating me while the other was making the most animalistic noises, which I imagined were for me. Tom may have been fucking Natalija, taking her hard, his cock entering her pussy, his fingers digging into her hips, but even without looking, I knew his eyes were on me—wanting me, not Natalija.
Eric continued fucking me. I grabbed his arse, aching to touch him. I never knew I would like taking part in group sex, but I did, what was happening here so much better than at the club.
“Fuck yeah, Kelly,” Eric grunted as he slammed his cock into my pussy, sending vibrations up my body, setting me off, my release coming strong. I screamed it out, the pleasure shooting right through me, my body going up in flames. Eric cried out on top of me, his cock jerking inside of my pussy, then Tom roared, no doubt coming at the same time, which spiked my orgasm, the two men so good. I cried out again, the intensity of the orgasm not ebbing yet. I reached up and grabbed Eric’s head, pulling his face closer. I kissed him hard, wanting the closeness as I continued to come. He went still for a moment then flopped down, not hard enough to squash me, unlike Tom, who always imbedded himself into my body. A few seconds later, I let out a shudder, my body now satiated, the orgasm finished.
“Darling,” Natalija breathed out. “You ... you were wonderful.” I looked to my side as she reached for Tom’s face. “You made me come so hard, and to think you were going to stop.” She tugged his face down and kissed him. “I want more,” she mumbled against his lips.
He kissed her back, then pulled away. “Not at the moment, my cock’s done for a bit,” he said, removing his condom with a half-smile.
“A ‘bit’ is not what I would use in conjunction with this lovely big cock.” She grabbed it, making him grunt. “Come to mamma, baby boy.”
He grimaced. “Don’t say that.”
“What?”
“Mamma and baby boy, NOT what I want to hear.”
She laughed. “Then come to me, you fuckable man.”
Looking amused, he dropped the condom on the floor, getting a grumble from Eric.
“Ignore him,” Natalija said, “the butler is used to getting cum stains out of the carpet.”
Tom sniggered, while Eric grumbled again.
I refocused on Eric as he pulled out of me. His frown turned into a lovely smile when he noticed me looking. “Can we have some alone time together?”
“No,” Tom said.
I looked over at him as he glared at Eric.
Natalija pushed to her feet and grabbed his face. “No jealousies allowed in this room, you naughty boy. You get to have Kelly every day, while Eric and I only get to have a taste of you two. Remember, he’s not stealing her from you, it’s just a little bit of fun.”
“But, we’re finished.”
Natalija smiled at him, like he’d said something stupid. “Oh, no, we’re not. I want to enjoy your beautiful body all night long.”
His eyes moved to me.
Natalija yanked his face around. “Stop looking at Kelly. You will have her tomorrow and the next day, and the next. Allow me one night once in a while.”
“Once in a while?”
Her hands moved to his arse. “I want this body every night, but will settle for once a week.”
Tom removed her hands from him. “I don’t think so.”
“Then let me have you for a few more hours to see if you would like to try me out again. We can take this room, while Eric can take Kelly to another one.”
“I already said no to going off into different rooms.”
She wrapped her arms around his torso. “Don’t get upset, I just want to pleasure you, and I know you’ll love being alone with me.”
“Natalija,” Eric said, his voice low. “Stop pressuring him if he’s not comfortable.”
She threw a glare at Eric. “Why can’t I just have a few hours alone with him? You both were focusing on Kelly. Either Tom pays me attention or you do.”
Tom breathed out. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ve only been with Kelly since high school.”
“Then try me for a few more hours, just for fun. It doesn’t have to mean anything. I just want your attention on me, not on someone else. I didn’t agree to you fucking me while you looked at Kelly. I feel used.”
Tom grimaced. “Again, I’m sorry.”
She cupped his face. “If you’re truly sorry, then agree with me, or am I so bad that you don’t want to fuck me alone?”
“No, I—” Tom’s eyes shifted to me, his expression begging for help.
Natalija looked over her shoulder. “Kelly, come on, he was staring at you the whole time. Is it so wrong of me to want some attention?”
“I will only agree if Tom wants to,” I answered. I felt bad for her, but not enough to say yes, plus she sure as hell sounded like she’d come hard.
Tom frowned. “I guess—”
“That’s a yes!” She grabbed his hand and tugged him towards the door.
Tom looked back at me with a worried expression. I went to follow him, but Eric stepped in front of me.
“Let him go,” Eric said.
I watched him disappear through the door. “He looked worried.”
“He’s a big boy, and if Natalija gets too bossy, which she probably will, he can always come back here.
“She is really bossy.”
He grimaced. “You don’t know the half of it. It’s always: do this, do that, harder, faster,” he said, mimicking her accent.
I laughed as I bent down to pick up my clothes.
“Oh, no you don’t,” he said, yanking them out of my hands. “If Natalija gets to have your husband for a few hours, I’m having you.” He grabbed a hold of me and threw me on the bed, taking me by surprise. He climbed on top and started kissing me, stealing my breath away, the man’s hands all over my body.
After a few minutes, he pulled back and reached for the cabinet, yanking open the drawer. He retrieved a condom from it and ripped open the foil.
“Again?” I said in shock.
“Most definitely, baby. I want you all to myself.” He rolled the condom on, then positioned himself between my legs, pushing back inside of my pussy. My body was still wet below, welcoming him in without a problem. He started kissing me, devouring my mouth, taking my breath away again. His cock moved in and out of me, penetrating me slowly, taking his time as though he knew he had me for a while. I lay there in shock as he fucked me, both wanting to go to Tom,
yet stay with Eric. I heard a female cry out, sounding like Natalija in the throes of sex. Tom made me cry out like that when the kids weren’t home: when he thrust inside of me, when he bit my nipples or pulled on them, sucking them a little too hard. I loved it, and Natalija sounded like she loved it too, which meant he was willingly having sex with her—wanting it. It made my heart hurt. But I had Eric on top of me, wanting me, fucking me, and it felt damn good.
I ran my hands up his body, feeling his lovely hard form, his physique not as muscular as Tom’s. Don’t think about Tom, don’t think about Tom... Eric pulled back, his gorgeous face stopping me from doing just that, his intense stare capturing me. I stared back, taking in the moment. He continued to move in and out of me, his arms straining to keep himself up. I ran my hands up them, in disbelief that I was fucking another man without Tom around, or that I was fucking another man altogether. Again, it felt surreal, but what Eric was doing to my body felt very, very real. I looked down, watching his cock go in and out of me, enticing me to suck it.
“Oh God, yeah, I want you to do that too,” Eric said, making me realise I’d said it out loud. He pulled out of me and took off the condom, then climbed onto my chest.
I placed my hands on his stomach. “You’re not clean.”
“Of course I am,” he said, moving my hands off his stomach. “I’m completely disease free.”
“I meant you haven’t washed your cock.”
“Natalija doesn’t complain.”
I scowled at him, not appreciating being compared to her. But instead of telling him off, I opened my mouth, allowing my competitiveness to kick into gear. He angled his cock towards my mouth. My eyes widened as he pushed it inside, a salty taste hitting my tongue. He thrust further in, looking down at me with need and lust. I grabbed his hips to control his thrusts as he hit the back of my throat, almost making me choke.
“Yeah, Kelly, take all of me.” He continued to thrust in me, staring down with such desire. I wanted to please him; I wanted to feel his arse, his balls, and his body controlling mine. I took more of him in, the man now groaning loudly.
“I want to fuck all your holes,” he growled.
“No,” I mumbled around his cock.
He laughed. “I will eventually.” He reached back, running a finger between my arse cheeks.
I pulled his cock out of my mouth. “No.”
“For now,” he said, removing his finger, his hungry eyes still focused on me.
Shouting came from the other room: “Da, Tom, da, Tom!”
“Da, Kelly,” Eric laughed, then pushed his cock back into my mouth. He grabbed the headboard and started thrusting inside again.
I gripped onto his hips tighter, feeling my pussy clench at his roughness. Without warning, he pulled out and flipped me onto my front. He grabbed another condom and rolled it on, then entered my pussy from behind. He laid down on me, placing his face next to mine. His hand pushed underneath me, pressing onto my clit, making me keen, his fingers and cock so bloody talented.
“God, I want you so bad,” he grunted on top of me. He kissed my cheek. I turned my head and kissed him back, pushing my tongue inside his mouth, wanting to taste him. He continued to fuck me, making me want him just as fucking bad as he wanted me.
He removed his cock from my pussy, then flipped me onto my back, pulling me closer so he could penetrate me from the front. With a wicked grin, he thrust inside of my pussy, taking what he wanted. I stared back, totally enthralled by him. He leaned down and kissed me, then started sucking on my breasts, handling them roughly. I groaned and writhed under him, not wanting this to end.
“You taste so fucking good,” he mumbled with a mouthful.
I placed a hand on his head, moaning, “More.”
He growled, tonguing and pulling at my nipple, making me pant.
I thrust my breasts up, arching my back. “Yes, Eric, fuck yeah!”
He let go of them and rested his forearms on the bed, grabbing a hold of my shoulders. He moved his face within an inch of mine, staring into my eyes as his cock went in and out of me. “I want you, I need you, and I’m going to have you,” he said.
I stared back, unable to utter a word, the man’s intensity capturing me.
“If I want to fuck you, you will let me,” he breathed out. “You will come into my office and bend over, offering yourself to my cock.”
The image of me bending over his desk as he fucked me from behind made me gasp.
“You will be completely naked while I’ll be fully clothed, only with my raw cock in your pussy, pumping you without a rubber, because you’re mine.”
I gasped again as he speared me deep.
“If I want you on your knees sucking my cock, you will get down on them.”
Thrust.
“You will open your mouth for me.”
Thrust.
“You will open your legs for me.”
Thrust.
“And you will open your heart to me.”
Slam.
I wrapped my arms around him and screamed out my orgasm. Eric started moving faster, taking me, loving me, something that sent worrying chills up my spine. I ignored it, too wrapped up in my orgasm. Eric roared, his body jerking on top of mine, his cock spasming inside of me, filling his condom for the second time within the hour, my mind not caring how, just that he was making me feel so good—so alive.
The orgasm started to ebb, but I continued to cling onto his body, not wanting it to end. Still inside of me, he laid down on my body.
“You better pull out,” I muttered regretfully, wishing he didn’t have to.
“I want to stay inside of you for a bit longer.”
“I don’t want you leaving the condom in there when you soften.”
“That won’t happen.”
“It has before. It was humiliating going to the doctor to get it out.”
Eric laughed. “Seriously?”
“Yes, I was twenty at the time.” I smacked his lovely arse. “So, out.”
He groaned. “If I must.” He pulled back and removed the condom, then lay down next to me. “That was fucking fantastic. It was so much better with your full attention on me.”
“Sorry,” I said, wondering how Tom was getting on. I didn’t want to imagine him fucking Natalija like Eric had fucked me. I frowned, hating the thought.
“No need to be sorry and don’t frown.” He ran a finger over my brow. “You have nothing to be sorry about. That was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
My eyebrows rose. “You’re just saying that to flatter me.”
He grinned. “Partially, but it was still great, you have to admit that. Our bodies fit perfectly together.” He rubbed himself against my side.
I smiled. “It was great.”
His grin widened. “Fucking great.”
I laughed. “You know your accent makes fucking sound funny.”
He frowned. “You don’t like my sex talk?”
“It’s not that, just when you say fucking it sounds like a posh person trying to sound dirty.”
“That’s because I am posh,” he said, amping his accent up, “and very dirty.” He leaned down and kissed me hard. After a few seconds, he pulled back. “I definitely should’ve taken Viagra, because I want to stay hard so I can fuck you all night.”
“You already did me twice within the hour. You’ll make my pussy drop off if you do anymore.”
“Drop off?”
“Yeah, from being over used.”
He laughed. “I could definitely fall in love with you.”
I frowned. “Not a good thing.”
“Only if you don’t return it.”
“I love Tom.”
He rubbed his nose against mine. “If you get to know me more, you can love me too.”
“Not a good idea,” I said, the thrill of sex now disappearing, worry settling in.
He smiled. “Don’t look so concerned, we’re having fun, aren’t we?”
“Yeah.”
“Only with Tom in the house.”
“Before it was with Tom in the room, now it’s with Tom in the house. He’s having sex with Natalija elsewhere. What difference does it make now? We should be able to fuck each other whenever we want.”
“No, that’s not what this is about, and we never intended on separating into different rooms. If it wasn’t for Natalija—”
“But we did split into pairs, it’s done now.” He ran the back of his fingers down my cheek. “Therefore, we can have sex whenever we want and wherever we want without worrying about how Tom feels about it. He’s fine, he knows I’m fucking you, and is allowing it.”
My frown deepened, not liking what he was saying. If we did that then Tom could fuck anyone without my knowledge. The thought of Tom having sex with Natalija returned. God! I wished I could get the images out of my head. It was like a constant replay of Tom’s cock ploughing into her, making her cry out, the woman in turn making him growl, giving him pleasure, possibly stealing him from me. No, he wouldn’t leave me no matter how much I drove him nuts, because he loved me. He’d looked at me while he’d fucked Natalija earlier. That was why he needed to go into a different room, since we kept being pulled together, drawn by our desire and love for each other.
I breathed out, calming myself down. Although I clearly lusted after Eric, I loved Tom. I wanted him right now to tell me the same, that although he’d been with Natalija, he wouldn’t give me up for her.
Eric placed a hand on my hip, running his fingers up and down my body. “I could fall asleep with you,” he said, his eyes half closing.
“I could fall asleep too. You wore me out.”
“As you did me. Sleep here until they come back.”
“Sleep sounds good.”
“Good.” He placed an arm over my waist and closed his eyes, the smile on his face looking satisfied, a man well spent.
I strained to hear Tom and Natalija, but no sounds came to me. Tired, I closed my eyes, sleep pulling me into its embrace, freeing me from my worried thoughts.
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