by MF Isaacs
There was no way I could answer him without sounding like a selfish bitch. If I didn’t answer, he would assume I was still hung up on the fact that he and Jimmy used to share women. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t prepared for them to come today. I thought we still had a night here alone. I was so tired after yesterday, that we didn’t even get to christen the new bed.” Before I could continue speaking he was kissing up my shoulder working his way to my ear.
“We have hours before they will get here. We have nothing planned until later today, nothing stopping us from fucking right now. Would you like that Hot Stuff?” His hand was suddenly running up my leg toward the apex of my thighs. His words were broken up by kisses, and his kisses alternated with sucking. I couldn’t find it in me to complain because, while he was kissing or sucking, he was also pulling my panties to the side to make room for his fingers to sweep up and down my swollen folds. “You want to feel me here don’t you?”
I tried to respond with words, but when I opened my mouth the only thing that came out were gasps and groans. The pleasure radiating from my core dwarfs the pain coming from my ribs. I couldn’t keep my hips still, I chased the promise his touch provided. I wanted to beg him for more but I couldn’t speak. I could feel his stiffness poking me; I could feel his hips moving much the same way mine were.
Before I could reach out to stroke him, he was moving between my legs.
Slowly and carefully he removed my panties, working them over my cast and tossing them across the room. As soon as the barrier was removed, he used both hands to hold my legs wide open. “Fuck Babe, I could stare at you all day. Your pussy is so wet for me.” He brushed one thumb followed by the other up and down my wet lips. One thumb swirled my clit as the other trailed down to my ass, the combination driving me closer to the edge. I watched his face as he kept his gaze right where his hands were; back and forth they traded spots before he used them both to separate my folds, exposing my core to his heated gaze.
Watching him as he took in the sight of my pussy was turning me on almost as much as the direct contact his hands were giving me. I needed him inside me, I couldn’t wait any longer. All his teasing did was bring me closer to the edge, now I needed to be filled. With a growl, I showed him how desperate I was for him, “Now Curtis! I need you to fuck me, now. Fill me. Give it to me Babe.” I couldn’t be concerned with the pain in my ribs as I reached out desperate for him to be on top of me and inside of me.
He held his upper body off mine as he slowly lined himself up with my slick opening. One hard thrust and he filled me completely. I would never get tired of having him fill me. Rather than pulling out, he stayed deep and slowly rotated his hips in the sexy fucking way only he’s ever done for me. I could feel the tip hitting my secret spot which triggered my first orgasm in our new bed. I couldn’t hold his ass and grind back like I wanted because of my ribs, but he did it for me and holy fuck it was amazing. When I came down from the bliss, I found him smiling down at me with mischief in his eyes. “You like that Hot Stuff? I’m not done with you yet.”
He wasn’t kidding. We didn’t leave the bed until I’d had two more and was ready for a nap. Instead, he helped me shower for the first time since the accident. We wrapped the cast in garbage bags and he used the hand-held shower head. I sat back on the built-in bench and watched as he washed himself after taking care of me. The steam kept me warm, not to mention the arousal that coursed through my body at the sight of his muscled form. I watched intently as he stroked his semi hard cock with a generous about of body wash. I could feel his eyes on me as mine were focused on the movement of his hand.
He turned his body to rinse the suds, never slowing his strokes. As soon as the suds were gone he took a half a step toward me and for the second time since waking up, I ignored the pain in my ribs in exchange for pleasure. This time, his pleasure. It hurt slightly to bend forward but I would have endured worse in order to give him a sliver of what he’d given me. I swirled my tongue around the wet tip. I used my palm to cup his balls and my fingers to add pressure just behind them. His growl of approval spurred me on. I tapped his leg indicating I wanted him to spread his legs and he followed without hesitation. I used one hand to stroke him as I eagerly sucked him into my warm, wet mouth; I kept the other hand gently massaging his balls and working my fingers in slow circles as they wandered between his perfectly sculpted ass cheeks. Most guys love this until their thoughts got in the way, so I wasn’t surprised when his hip moved in a way that assisted getting my fingers to his puckered hole.
His words encouraged me, “Oh fuck Babe, feels so good. Don’t stop. Oh god, please.” When I heard him begging, I slowly pushed inside. His cock leaked at a rapid speed and I swallowed as quickly as he produced it. I didn’t stop my finger and he didn’t stop his groans of pleasure or the desperate thrusting of his hips. His hands gripped my hair and held me close as he fucked my face and I fucked his ass with my finger. I could feel his ass grip my finger before the first spurt of cum hit the back of my throat. He roared as his release shot down my throat and his thighs trembled to keep him upright.
I slowly pulled out my finger at the same time he slowly pulled his cock from my mouth. The slow, lazy smile I gave him was returned with a matching one along with glazed eyes. He did a quick rinse and I washed my hands and face before he turned the water off and wrapped us both in our brand new fluffy towels.
***
It was time to prepare for our first house guests. Curtis had Calvin and Steve ready to help move my old bed into the guest room. So, Hannah and Sierra came over to keep me company while they did all the hard stuff.
I still felt a little awkward having guest in our new place, not because I wanted to keep Curtis for myself. Well, I mean I did but that wasn’t the reason I felt awkward. I felt awkward because I couldn’t act as a hostess. I couldn’t maneuver in the kitchen to prepare food. I could offer drinks but I couldn’t get them. I still wasn’t sure if I was even going to like these people, and they were staying for two nights.
As soon as the guys drove off in Calvin’s big truck I told Hannah and Sierra my concerns. I kept out the part about my initial freak out, not that Sierra didn’t already know. At first, they suggested the adult arcade place, which sounded super fun if I could get around on my own. It was then that Sierra suggested I call the doctor to see how long before I could get switched into a walking air cast instead of the super bulky old school one I’d gotten in the emergency room.
Two hours later I slowly walked out of the doctor’s office with an air cast that hit right below my knee. It felt like I’d lost twenty pounds and suddenly getting around didn’t hurt my ribs nearly as bad as before.
Now that I could move around, we decided it would be fun for the four couples to hit the adult arcade. Steve and Calvin convinced Curtis to bring extra cash, but told him it was totally worth every penny. The four of them headed to their respective homes to get ready for a night out, while Curtis and I got ready and waited for Jimmy and Shelley to arrive.
With the air cast, I could slowly get myself around without help. Curtis took longer to change his clothes than any other portion of getting ready. He changed into a pair of dark wash slim jeans, they molded to his body and the flat front belt he wore accentuated the bulge. I knew what caused the bulge, I knew it was as big if not bigger than it appeared. He pulled on a black ribbed turtleneck sweater, it too was form fitted and made him look fucking hot. As soon as he pulled on his slim fit black leather boots I considered telling him we should just stay home. Regardless of being dressed in jeans and a casual sweater he looked more dressed up than I had ever seen him. I couldn’t say there was a time he ever looked bad, but this was by far the best he’d ever looked.
Soon enough he was kissing me as he walked out of our bedroom, allowing me to get ready in private. I liked that I knew what he was wearing, it eliminated the wonder of how casual to dress. I’d automatically assumed I would wear jeans; that was until I realized that I didn’t have any that I w
as willing to cut or that would fit over or under the cast. My next option is some form of cotton pants; I’d been living in yoga style pants that easily stretched over the cast or bunched above it. I didn’t want to wear yoga pants on a date. That left me with the option of a skirt or dress. I chose a charcoal colored body hugging sweater dress. I tried it on with and without panties, there was no disguising the lines. I opted to go without, but my boobs were much too big to go without a bra. Once I was dressed I slowly applied makeup for the first time since the day of our accident. It still hurt too much to raise my hands very high so for my hair I settled with a simple fish braid over my shoulder. I wore simple black lace ballet flats and finished the outfit with half dozen silver bracelets.
I slowly made my way down the hallway, hoping that our guests weren’t here just yet. Curtis was standing in the kitchen; he paused with the bottle of water halfway to his mouth. I honestly looked around the room wondering what made him stop, he laughed when he realized what I was doing. “No one here Hot Stuff, just you. It was just you that stopped me in my tracks.” He made his way toward me, a man on a mission. As soon as he was within touching distance, he wrapped me in his arms and burying his face in my neck where I can hear him smell me. It tickled and I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped. “You look fucking hot Babe. I wish I could turn you around and take you back to our room for the night.” His hand wanders down my ass as he speaks, “We can’t because they’ll be here any minute. Um….Nat you aren’t wearing any underwear are you?”
“I couldn’t without showing pantie lines.” I lean back to see the reaction on his face at my admission.
“You have two choices…panties or something that covers your ass. I can’t have you walking around in public with your ass swaying for all to see.” To emphasize his point, he spanked my ass hard and gently turned me back toward our bedroom.
As I walked away I purposely bounced my butt. I heard him growl at me and I lost it laughing. I debated on what to do, panties or a long cardigan. I pulled the two cardigans out that I had, one was a chocolate brown and bulky, the other was a light weight navy blue. I slipped on the navy blue one and then had to change my shoes too. I walked down the hall as I heard the doorbell ring. Curtis made eyes at me as he made his way to the door. I made it to him right before he opened the door, “Please tell me you chose both?” He pulled me into his side keeping his arm around my shoulder as he opened the door to who I assume to be Jimmy and Shelley.
They are stunning. Jimmy is a little taller than Curtis, but not nearly as muscular. He has blonde hair, blue eyes, and a short beard. If I had to describe him I would say he physically looked like a soccer player yet his bearded face and stylish blonde hair made him look like a musician. Shelley was very pretty, brown eyes and light brown hair that rested on her shoulders, it was stylish with simple curls. She’s wearing a casual sweater with jeans and, despite knowing she is pregnant, it’s clear she hasn’t started to show yet.
I’m thankful Curtis invited them in because I’m too busy taking note of their looks and attire. Man, that makes me sound super shallow and I try not to be. Okay, I try not to be with people I know. So far, I don’t really know these people so I like to think I could be excused, until later.
As soon as they are inside Curtis introduces me to the couple. Jimmy doesn’t waste any time; he pulls me away from Curtis and into a hug. As he held me tight, he congratulated me on our engagement. As soon as he releases me, Shelley hugs me as well. I beat her to the punch and congratulate her on the pregnancy while also asking how she feels.
Conversation flows easily from there and before we know it, it’s time to leave for the arcade. Curtis drives and I volunteer to sit in the back seat with Shelley, I’m still not comfortable sitting up front since the accident. At the arcade Calvin, Sierra, Steve, and Hannah are already there with a table. Jimmy knows Curtis’ sibling but hadn’t met Calvin or Hannah, so Curtis introduced the group. Shelley had met Sierra briefly but that was prior to either of them being pregnant. We spent the next four hours eating, drinking, playing arcade games, and those who aren’t pregnant or sporting a fancy cast enjoyed the grown-up rides. I could see this being our favorite date night location; I certainly couldn’t wait to come back once my leg was healed.
CURTIS
As we walked to the cars we made plans for the following night. Steve wanted everyone to come to their house; it is bigger than the condo. Calvin knew his mom would want everyone at their house and I had been hoping that everyone would come to our house. Ultimately, we agreed to celebrate at Steve and Hannah’s house, it is bigger than the condo and Calvin lost because we always do shit at their house.
Walking to the car Shelley offered to drive, at first I declined then she reminded me that she hadn’t had anything but water all night. I realized in that moment, that I even though I didn’t feel drunk I certainly had more than just water. I quickly handed over the keys and helped Natalie into the back seat with me. I sat right next to her and pulled her cast covered leg into my lap so she could elevate it some. Of course, that caused her to spread her legs and I was quickly reminded that my girl was commando underneath her dress.
I couldn’t help it, I had to run my hand up her leg to feel for myself. As soon as I hit her lips to her slick pussy, I wasted no time pushing one then two fingers inside. She remained silent as I pumped her pussy. If it weren’t for the slight hitch in her breath, the pulsing of her pussy, and the gush of her juices, I wouldn’t have known that she had an orgasm as Jimmy and Shelley sat no more than three feet away. When she rested her head on my shoulder I kissed her forehead and told her, “Sleep if you need to Babe. I’ll carry you to bed when we get home.” Just like that, she is sleeping right there in the back seat.
Back at the house I told Jimmy I would go put her to bed then help them bring their stuff in and get them set up with what they needed. After tucking Natalie in, I made my way out to the living room where Jimmy was already sitting down. “Did you ever think this would be our lives? Shelley sleeping?”
“She was going to read for a little bit before going to sleep. She’s been extra tired lately so I’ve been trying to let her fall asleep before I get into bed.”
“Seriously? Why would you do that?” As soon as he looked at me I realized why and felt stupid. “Never mind, don’t answer that. Are you ready to be married? What’s your plan for after the wedding?”
“I am ready. I think I am more ready that she is. Sometimes I feel bad, I got to try so many things and she hasn’t. She was a virgin when we started dating. I haven’t told her anything, but she hasn’t asked either. I worry, a lot, that she’ll somehow find out and that she’ll leave me when she does. Do you worry about that?” His happy demeanor changed; I can see the stress lines and the tired eyes. I can see the weight he is carrying around with him. It’s going to kill him if he doesn’t figure this out, preferable before he gets married.
“I don’t worry about it, because I’ve talked to Nat about it. I can imagine if she’d been a virgin the conversation would have been a lot harder to have. I know that Sierra struggled with Cal’s past before they got married. The only way to overcome it is to talk about it. What worries you the most about telling her?” I don’t have the fucking answers. Talking with him right now is only confirming for me how lucky I am that I found Natalie and that my past wasn’t enough to make her walk away.
“Hmm, let me see. It could be the fact that my best friend and I fucked girls together. It could be that I got off watching my best friend fuck girls. It could be that I fucking loved it when my best friend watched me fuck girls. It could be that one time when I took you in my mouth. It could be that I loved it when that happened. I don’t know Curtis, any and all of those things worry me.” As soon as he mentioned taking me in his mouth, I looked to the hallway and saw Shelley standing there frozen. I couldn’t stop him from putting it all out there. I couldn’t stop the train from wrecking. It might suck right now, and for a little while, as they w
ork their way through this, but in the end their relationship will be better with the unicorn out of the closet so to speak.
He looked up and saw the back of her as she rushed back toward the guest room. He looked at me with sheer panic in his eyes. I couldn’t help him, I could be here to support them, but I couldn’t fix this. “Talk to her. I am pretty sure she heard the whole thing, if not she heard more than half of it. I can’t tell you what to say to make this better. I can tell you the one piece of advice I’ve been given more than once by Hannah and Calvin’s parents: nobody can determine what your relationship should look like. What is perfect for one couple may not work for the next. Don’t let society, or people in your life, determine what you two could or should do. That’s only for you two to decide. I’m glad you guys are here. If she isn’t ready to hear you out tonight, don’t push it. Natalie and I will both be here tomorrow and alone or together we might be able to talk to her.” With that I patted his shoulder and headed to my room.
NATALIE
I’d been exhausted and the orgasm in the car on the way home tipped me over the edge. I couldn’t keep my eyes open, yet the minute he tucked me into bed my mind began to race. I knew he was heading back out to spend time with Jimmy and Shelley. I knew his history with Jimmy but I didn’t know the dynamic of Jimmy and Shelley’s relationship. I tried to relax my mind and let all the insecurities go. I thought of all the things Curtis has done to show me that his past is just that. I talked myself in and out of getting up to check on them more times that I want to admit.
