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“Yeah?” I replied.
“Already?” Seth asked.
“Yeah, I think so,” she replied. “I’m drunk and I don’t want to do anything I’ll regret tomorrow.”
“You won’t regret doing me,” Seth said jokingly.
“Exactly! This is my point,” She jabbed back at him.
She grabbed my hand and leaned and started to lead me towards the exit.
“Wait…” Seth said before we made it through the gate. “One more for the road,” he said flatly. Then he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her in close. Even from here, I could see he was hard as his pelvis pushed in close to hers. He pulled her closer, his hands resting in between the small of her back and the top of her butt. They kissed, long and deep, their hands wandering each other’s backs. I backed up slightly to give them room. When they broke, they hugged again. I thought they’d go again, but she kissed him on the cheek and said, “Text me tomorrow.”
We took an Uber home and sat quietly in the backseat for awhile. Finally, I had to ask, “You must have given him your number, “ I said laughingly.
“Yeah, that was before we kissed. He was just looking for people to hang out with. Are you mad?”
“God no. I was just teasing you. I don’t care,” I replied. “In fact, I was kind of bummed it wrapped up so quickly.”
“I know,” she said. “He was nice, but I’m far too old for a one night stand and wasn’t feeling anything like that tonight.” She playfully elbowed me, “but I’ll text him still. I’d hang out with him again.”
Throughout the next couple weeks, they chatted over text, but mostly innocent. He would try and flirt, but she always redirected the conversation. When she showed me the texts, it was clear that was her plan.
I pointed that out to her. She said, “I know, he’s kind of relentless. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t attracted to him, but I don’t want him to think I’m a booty call. We’ve been down that road with other people. Plus, you and I haven’t discussed it at all.”
Technically, that was true, although I’ve made clear in the past that I’m more and more comfortable with her exploring other opportunities. We used to have a semi-open relationship and we’d both had some fun. She wanted to step away from it and we did, even though the turn on is still very much a thing.
“What’s to discuss?” I asked. “You know my thoughts and my boundaries.”
My boundaries. That’s a laugh. My boundaries are pretty thin. Basically, if she has permission, there’s no reason to hide anything, so it can’t be shady. The turn on for me is the watching and the fantasizing. So I get to see the texts and photos, if some should occur. Safety first is also a rule. Lastly, whatever rules she operates under, I also get to operate under. What’s good for the goose, so to speak. I used to have a rule where I had to be there, but that has softened over time. If she wants to go out without me, I’m fine with that, again, as long as I get the whole story later. I’ve even fantasized about watching her over video or FaceTime.
I digress. The point is, she didn’t want to have Seth think he had an open invitation. If something happens, it needs to be natural…like it was the first night.
I’d also been texting Seth throughout the week. We both shared an affinity for nerdy board games and we’d talked about having a game night. That night was tonight.
I’d told Amy about our plans a few days ago. She pretended to be disinterested, but I saw her face heat up slightly. I told her she didn’t have to worry about the booty call thing, since this was mostly a guys night. She rolled her eyes and said, “shut up,” jokingly.
I opened the door and found Seth standing there, a large bag in hand, presumably full of games. I invited him in and he followed me through the foyer and into the kitchen area. He set his bag on the dining room table.
“Drink?” I asked him as I went back to cutting vegetables.
“Sure,” he replied.
“Help yourself,” I said. “There’s beer in the garage fridge, liquor cabinet is over there and wine is in the rack.”
He grabbed a beer from the garage and came back inside. We discussed what game we should play and he started setting up the game, while I finished up dinner. He was explaining some of the rules when the bedroom door opened and Amy came out, wearing super loose workout shorts and a tank top, hair still wet. She saw us both and gave us both a quick hug, before moving to the wine rack to open a bottle.
“What are you nerds going to play?” she asked playfully.
Seth went into the details while I passed out plates and food. Seth invited Amy to play, which she giggled a little, “I’ll pass. I’m going to watch a show. Unless the TV will bother you guys?”
We shook our heads and started playing, while Amy caught up on reality TV. The game we played was short and we played several rounds while continuously topping off our drinks.
About two hours into the night, we had all the games we could stand. We started cleaning up and I figured Seth would head for home.
Suddenly, Amy switched off her show and stated loudly, “Let’s watch a movie! I want to laugh.”
I looked at Seth and he hesitated at first, before shrugging and saying, “I’ve got no where to be.”
We scrolled through the our streaming services before deciding on a comedy classic. Amy made popcorn and Seth made drinks, while I got the lights. We took a seat on our couch, me at one end, with Amy next to me and Seth on the other side. Amy held the popcorn on her lap, which made us both reach over to her to have any. We watched the movie, laughing and drinking. She reached over and grabbed my hand, intertwining her fingers.
Seth got up to go to the bathroom and we paused the movie. While he was gone, Amy looked up and kissed me briefly. “He keeps scooting slightly closer,” she said smiling.
“Yeah?” I asked.
She nodded. “Our hands keep touching. If he held on, I wouldn’t pull away, but he seems close and distant at the same time.”
“Maybe you need to make a move,” I said laughing, poking her with my elbow. She playfully slapped me and told me that I’m awful.
I laughed and said, “I think you’re just chicken.” She looked at me and raised her eyebrows questioningly, just as he came back in the room. When he sat down, he sat down right next to her. Like RIGHT next to her. She looked at him and smiled. I unpaused the movie and we settled in. Amy still holding my hand, squeezed it as if to get my attention. I looked over and saw that his hand was back in its favorite place, on her knee. However, while I was watching, she moved her other hand on top of his and also intertwined her fingers. We sat like this for awhile. Amy let go to grab her wine glass, taking a big sip, polishing it off. She got up to get a refill. When she returned, she placed her wine on the table and sat down, putting a hand on each of our legs and propping her feet up the coffee table. I took a drink, before setting my glass back on the end table. I put my hand on her leg as well, her bare skin feeling warm to the touch. I stroked it softly, while laughing at the movie. Amy’s hand was still resting on my thigh but her other hand was starting to rub Seth’s leg. He moved his hand to her other leg and his fingers began to trace her soft skin of her inner thigh. She relaxed further into the cushions as the movie played on.
Seth and I both got a little more daring as the stroking of her thigh pushed the cuffs of her shorts a little higher. Then a little higher still. She returned the touch on each of us, moving in wide lengths up and down our thighs. I could feel the heat from all sides of the couch and if anyone was still paying attention to the movie, it was barely.
As I moved my hand higher up her thigh, I brushed Seth’s as he also moved higher. Amy opened her legs…ever so slightly. I moved my hand back down and then back up again. My pinky touching her pussy. The heat coming off her was palpable and I could feel her getting damp. I traced the opening with my pinky and groaned quietly but involuntarily. She opened her legs even further, encouraging me to explore her further, but it was difficult with her shorts still on, despite their bagginess. I teased her a little with my fingers, glancing over at Seth, while I traced the outside of her opening. She groaned again, squeezing our legs. I gave him a nod and moved my hand back down to her leg. As if on queue, he slid his higher up. She flinched slightly as he touched her pussy, but didn’t pull away. She quietly moaned and I could tell his fingers had found their way inside. She squeezed my leg as he explored her with his fingers. She looked up at me and kissed me again. No one was paying attention to the movie anymore.
Seth pulled his hand away and turned toward Amy. He used his other hand, now half facing her, to trace her leg. This angle gave more access and he traced her leg up to her shorts, slipping his hand inside them and then pushing forward. His whole hand disappeared up her shorts and she groaned as he felt his way inside. She angled slightly toward him, trying to give him a better angle. His fingers slipped further inside, pulsating in and out as she leaned into me. He leaned up and kissed her deeply, his fingers playing further. She kissed him back, letting go of my leg to grab the back of his head. I moved to put my back against the arm rest and she pushed up. She pulled my legs up on the couch and sat between them, her back laying against my chest. He pulled away and moved further down the couch and she lifted her legs towards him. He knelt between them, one leg slipping off the couch and the other pressed against the back of it. He traced both hands up her legs, tracing the line from her calf to her pelvis, slowly taking her in. I reached my hands around her, tracing her sides and stomach. She pressed against me as Seth’s fingers again found their way inside her. He fingered her softly, but with determination. She responded with mild moans. I moved my hands up to her chest and took both her breasts into my hands. I caressed her as she leaned against me, taking Seth’s fingers as deep as they would go with her shorts still on. I stroked her whole torso, moving down to her stomach and then back up again. Every time I did, her tank top moved more askew and further up.
She reached over and pulled Seth closer, as she leaned in to kiss him. From this angle, I could see their tongues dance and my rock hard cock was pressing uncomfortably against Amy’s back. I slipped my hands inside her tank top, moving them up to her breasts. I pinched each nipple slightly and caressed their bare skin. The tank top moved higher and she broke her kiss with Seth, sitting up straight. She reached down and in one fell swoop, lifted her tank top over her head and flung it to the floor. She laid back against me and pulled Seth down for another kiss. He pulled his hands from her pussy to put on the couch for support. He kissed her on the mouth, before moving down to her neck and then her collar bone. I stroked her breasts then moved out of the way, clearing the way for Seth to keep going. He took the non-verbal cue and moved from her collarbone, to her left breast.
He took her nipple in between his lips and flicked his tongue around it as she groaned approvingly. I moved my hands down to her ribs and then traced them down to the waist of her shorts. I held her hips as he moved from her left breast to her right, her squeezing his hair between her fingers. He kissed each breast, flicking each nipple with his tongue before kissing down her stomach. He moved one of his hands back up to her amazing boobs, taking the left one back into this palm. I took the other in mind and together we stroked each one while he slowly kissed down her belly.
When he reached her waist, he took the waist band in his teeth and pulled slightly. She tugged at his hair while pushing his head lower at the same time. He let go of her breast and moved both hands down to her waistband. He slipped his thumbs inside and began to tug. She lifted her bum up, allowing him to slide her shorts down, first to her knees and then her ankles. She lifted her legs up and he maneuvered them off her ankles. He traced her legs again with his hands from calf to knee to thigh, but instead of stopping, he moved them up to her waist and then pulled her down the couch, her head slipping down to my stomach. Without a fleeting thought, he put his head between her thighs and started kissing just above her clit. His tongue traced her pubic bone before it danced around her clit and then finding her opening. She groaned loudly now, pressing against me and him at the same time. I watched as his tongue danced in and out of her. I moved my hands back to her breasts as she arched her back approvingly. He tried to maneuver his hand to finger her at the same time, but the couch was not the venue. As if sensing this, she tugged on his hair, pulling his face up. She got up and grabbed us both by the hands, pulling us of the couch.
She led us both into the bedroom, her naked body shimmering in the light from the TV. One bedside lamp was on, casting shadows across our king size bed. She leaned over and kissed me, pressing her naked body against my clothed one. Seth came up from behind and kissed her shoulder and then her neck. She spun slowly, facing towards him and away from me, kissing him deeply. Her hands found the bottom of his t-shirt and she lifted it. He pulled away from her kiss so that she could lift the shirt over his head. She pressed her bare flesh against his as they continued kissing. She moved away from him and back towards me, giving me that sexy smirk. She leaned up and kissed me before taking my shirt off as well. Seths hands found her breasts again and she leaned backwards as he caressed them, while I reached down and found her pussy with my fingers. I knelt down, tasting her briefly and flicking her with my tongue. Her knees almost gave out and Seth led her to sit on the edge of the bed. We each took an arm and lowered her down, but instead of laying down all the way, she perched on the edge. She pulled Seth closer and kissed his bare stomach, tracing his abs with her lips. His hard cock was pointing directly at her through his shorts and she slowly reached up and unbuttoned them. She slid the zipper down, letting them fall to his ankles, his blue boxers, struggling to keep him contained. She reached up and manipulated the waistband of his boxers around his cock and slid them to the floor, She reached up and stroked him briefly before taking him into her mouth. She licked the tip with her tongue.
I removed my own shorts, letting them fall to the floor. I unconsciously had grabbed my own dick and was stroking it, without even realizing it. Watching her naked body with his was almost too much to handle. She continued to stroke him and lick him and our eyes met. She looked deeply at me while she took him further into her mouth. Seth groaned and stroked her hair.
I moved closer and she let him go out of his mouth. He got down on his knees and spread her legs. She reached up and started to stroke me as he pressed his tongue against her pussy. He licked from bottom to top, his tongue dancing on her clit before repeating. I crawled on to the bed and pulled her up on it. Her head hit the pillow as I knelt next to her. Seth moved up onto the bed as well, burying his face between her thighs. His fingers found their way inside and he curved his fingers up to her g-spot while his tongue danced on her clit. His lips closed in it, sucking slightly, as he continued to finger her. She leaned over and took me into her mouth again, sucking slightly, but letting go as her own ecstasy took charge. She reached up and grabbed onto my cock, squeezing and stroking as Seth continued to bring her closer and closer to orgasm. Her hips buck and she used her other hand to grasp her own breast..
Without warning, she cried out, her back arching off the bed as an orgasm washed over her body. She fell back against the pillows trying to catch her breath. Seth moved next to her, laying on his side, his arm arched and holding his head up. He moved closer, his still hard cock touching her leg. He kissed her shoulder and neck. I lay down on the other side of her, my hands caressing her leg. She leaned over and started kissing me, her hands moving down to my still hard cock.
“Fuck me” she whispered. She didn’t need to ask again. I slid down the bed as she got up on her hands and knees. This was her favorite position. Still wet from Seth’s touch, I slid into her with no assistance. I pressed my hips forward, going deeper as she groaned. I pumped her from behind, my hands on her hips as she bucked into me. She moaned but it was muffled. I looked up to see her sucking Seth again. We found a rhythm as our hips coordinated their movement, my hard cock going in and out of her, while her head bounced up and down on Seth’s shaft. He started to move his hips with the rhythm as well, timing thrusts in between thrusts. I felt my orgasm starting to build. She pushed against me feeling it as well, as she reached up and stroked Seth in her mouth. He groaned as she released the hold her mouth and finished him off with her hand, his cum landing on the bed. It was too much for me to watch and I came, hard and deep inside her, pumping every last drop. We all cleaned up, switching bed sheets and rinsing off. Seth dressed and gathered his things. Amy walked him to the door, where they shared a long, deep and drawn out goodbye kiss. We walked back into the bedroom and collapsed on the bed. We wrapped up in our sheets and blankets and let sleep take us.
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