Tangled Hearts: A Menage Collection

by Various

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  Around one in the morning, after filling stockings, placing presents beneath the tree, and snacking on cookies and carrots, Josie and Rob slowly opened the door to Kaz’s attic room. They weren’t sure if they should, without knocking, seeing as his light was still on, but what could he possibly be doing that they couldn’t join in?

  “Get that computer off his lap,” Josie whispered.

  Rob was back in his Christmas sleep pants, but she’d squeezed herself into a gorgeous teddy with a wide bow in the middle. He chuckled. “You look like a big red Christmas present.”

  “I am a Christmas present,” she replied as Rob set the computer on the desk. “And excuse me, but what do you mean by big?”

  “Are you going to wake him up?” Rob asked.

  “That was the plan.”

  Kaz moved his head as Josie ran her fingers up the smooth insides of his silk pyjama bottoms. She smiled at Rob when their new friend moaned lightly. His sighs of pleasure made her feel useful, like a goddess of generosity. With great symmetry and precision, she glided her hands into the red centre of his crotch. There, she found his cock and rubbed it through the silk until it was hard.

  “Careful,” Rob warned. “You don’t want to finish him off before he even knows you’ve started.”

  “That’s the least of my concerns,” she whispered, running her fingers down his legs and resting them on his knees. “It’s all in his head, the premature ejaculation. His body’s fine, it’s just anxiety about pleasing a partner.”

  “Oh, so now you’re an expert on urological disorders?” he chuckled.

  “I’m telling you, it’s all psychological. And what did I say before? Girls know dicks. We really do.”

  Her whispers roused Kaz. So did her hands. He shook his head and squinted like he was trying to figure out who they were. Then he smiled. “Is it Christmas yet?”

  “Technically, yes,” Rob said. “Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!”

  “I’m your gift,” Josie said, placing her cheek against his thigh and running her hands under his pyjama top. His abs were really well-defined for a guy who seemed scrawny.

  “I’m your gift too,” Rob chimed in.

  “Sweet,” Kaz said, wiping his eyes. “I’ve never gotten human gifts before.”

  “We have an idea,” Josie said, running her hands all the way up his chest until they poked through the neck hold of his shirt.

  Rob didn’t come any closer. Not without specific invitation. “We think maybe it would slow you down if you had something else to concentrate on.”

  “We want to go all the way with you, Kaz.”

  “Are you sure?” Kaz asked. “I mean, I’m not very good.”

  “Don’t talk like that,” Josie cooed.

  How could such a devilishly handsome guy have such low self-esteem? Maybe he was stuck in the mind set of his high school geek self… and maybe getting it on with his high school geek girlfriend would alleviate his apprehensions.

  “Here’s the idea,” Rob began.

  With a giggle, Josie picked up, “We think maybe if you were, say, sucking a nice tasty dick while you were getting it on with me, that would distract you just enough to get a few good pumps in. What do you think?”

  Kaz’s eyes sparkled. He looked from Josie to Rob. “You would do that for me?”

  “Sure,” Rob chuckled.

  “Here, Kaz, get up and we’ll show you what we were thinking.”

  When Kaz scrambled out of the bed, Josie rolled into it. She always did like leaving nice lingerie on—she knew how great she looked in it—so she merely undid the clasps at the crotch of her satin teddy and laid herself out like a sacrificial virgin.

  “Wow,” Kaz muttered, taking the satin of her bow between his fingers.

  With the go-ahead for cock sucking, Rob threw off his pyjama pants and climbed over Josie. He sat his ass down on the thick wood of the headboard so his cock lined up with her body.

  “Do you see where you fit in?” he asked Kaz.

  “Yeah,” Kaz replied without moving. He just stared at Josie.

  “Don’t be scared,” Josie said. She wanted to feel the weight of his body on top of hers. “It isn’t as hard as you think.”

  “Want to get naked?” Rob asked.

  “Oh. Right.” He slipped out of his pyjama pants and his cock rebounded upwards. When he pulled off his shirt, she could hear Rob panting above her. Maybe he was thinking the same thing. Her breathing patterns had undergone noticeable change as well. “So you just want me to get on top here?”

  “Before you do, I want you to feel this.” Josie took hold of his fingers. She plunged them into her wet slit so he could feel the juice of her arousal. His tentative fingers against her pussy lips sent subtle shocks through her, like the gentle paws of a cat walking up her spine. “How’s that?”

  “Nice,” he said.

  She watched his cock jump as he touched her, and all she wanted was for him to feel happy and confidant. “Now why don’t you lie down on top of me? I want to feel that lovely cock of yours right here.” She gave her clit a little smack and she liked it. “Not inside, not just yet, but right on top of me.”

  When she felt his wood against her clit, she immediately pushed her hips forward. She wanted to meet him head-on. He pressed his cock against her clit and slowly moved his hips. Her temperature rose. Could they call this a dry hump when her pussy was so, so wet?

  “That looks awesome,” Rob broke in.

  Josie scooched back, bringing Kaz with her as she reached up to fondle her husband’s cock. Once in hand, it grew big and strong. She stroked it in time with Kaz rubbing his hard shaft along her pussy lips.

  When Rob’s tip started pumping precum on her tits, that’s when she knew it was time to feed the monster to Kaz. She held it by the base as Rob said, “Hey, man, why don’t you wrap your lips around this?”

  Kaz looked to Josie for instruction, but all she could say was, “Suck it.”

  So he did. Kaz took Rob’s hard cock in his mouth without paying as much attention to his gleaming tip as she would have done. She always liked to lick that ridge, but to each his own. If Kaz wanted to swallow her husband’s cock whole, all the power to him. Anyway, Rob seemed to be enjoying himself.

  He grasped the headboard and pressed his body back against the wall. “Oh god, man, you really know your way around a blowjob.”

  Josie watched from below as Kaz’s pink lips raced along Rob’s shaft. At this rate, Rob might even get off before Kaz. He certainly seemed to be reaching the heights of enjoyment.

  “Get inside me, Kaz.” She plunged her hand between their bodies and took his hard cock in her grip. Even she was alarmed by the urgency of her plea. An innocent bystander would have thought she’d die if she didn’t get a cock in her cunt. Stat!

  “Somebody’s got a need,” Rob laughed.

  “Yeah, like you don’t,” she chuckled, arching her back until she could get the tip of his cock to meet her pussy. “Will this be your first time inside a girl?”

  Kaz didn’t stop sucking Rob to mumble an affirmation.

  She looked past her tits, past her red satin ribbon, and down to the beast waiting at her gate. When he lunged inside her, she felt like someone had taken defibrillator paddles to her chest. She rose upward, until her face was so close to the boys she could nearly lick Rob’s balls.

  Kaz thrust in her, seemingly without awareness. That’s what she and Rob were going for. Distraction. But it surprised Josie that he could move in her so expertly, with such clean thrusts, without paying attention to the fact that they were doing it.

  She raised her hips to meet his. The space between them gave her ample opportunity to watch his cock move toward her, like a rod and piston. How could his motion be so fluid and so mechanical at the same time? He reminded her of a wind-up toy whose movement went on and on while his expression never changed. At least his movements weren’t too jerky. And at least his expression was blissful as he suck
ed Rob’s cock.

  Rob howled at the moon as Josie grabbed Kaz’s cute little ass. He pumped his hips hard. She wanted to get off. The boys would get off no problem. No way she’d be left out. But, god, how she wished someone would play with her clit. She felt trapped in a cage of men.

  She watched as Rob grabbed Kaz’s head and fucked it good. Something throbbed in her as her man rammed the guy’s throat. The feeling was visceral, and no less real just because it was vicarious. As she trust toward Kaz, she envisioned herself shoving a big cock in some guy’s mouth, making him suck it, getting her off. She screamed with exhilaration and clenched her pussy muscles, taking control of Kaz.

  He yelped like a Chihuahua. She could feel his thighs trembling. She could hear him gurgle as Rob filled his throat with cum.

  “Can I take your place?” she asked Rob. After all, he wouldn’t need it anymore.

  Plunking herself down on the headboard, she instructed Kaz not to fall asleep. “If you want to fuck a girl, you need to stay awake and take care of her after you come.”

  Kaz sat in front of her on his knees.

  “Do you know how to eat a girl?” Rob asked.

  With some hesitancy, Kaz replied, “No, not really.”

  “Oh, man, you need to know how to do that! It’s, like, the most important thing there is.”

  “Well,” Josie interrupted. “I’m sure if he can manage to suck a cock, he can do this too. Now, Kaz, I’m already good and warmed up, so you can skip the preliminaries and go straight to sucking my clit.”

  “That’s something that’s always confused me,” he admitted to Rob.

  Opening her pussy lips, Rob pointed out the elusive clit. “Shoot for that, man. You’ll never go wrong.”

  With Rob’s face so close to hers, Josie couldn’t resist kissing his lips. Kissing was something that had gotten lost when they went into training mode for Kaz.

  As they kissed, she felt a face between her legs and light stubble against her thighs. When Kaz sucked her clit, she couldn’t believe he’d said he didn’t know what he was doing. Sure felt like he did.

  Rob reached beneath her teddy to squeeze her tits while Kaz sucked in time with her heartbeat. Two tongues drove her wild. She writhed against Kaz’s face. If her mouth weren’t occupied kissing her husband, she would have been screaming to the high heavens.

  Trapping Kaz’s head between her legs, she pressed her pussy against his mouth. Her whole body froze under the suction of his lips. She stiffened and seized until she couldn’t hold back. She cried out, “Ooh yeah, baby, yeah that’s so good!”

  The moment her thighs released poor Kaz, he fell into bed. He found sleep the moment his head hit the pillow. They tucked him in like kindly parents and left him to his dreams. Josie changed into family-appropriate pyjamas when they got back into their bedroom, but she couldn’t fall asleep so easily.

  “What did you think of that?” she asked Rob.

  “It was great,” he said. “Kaz seemed to give you a good minute or two.”

  “Yeah, I think he did,” she replied. It was hard to measure time fucking. It always seemed to go by too fast. She thought he might be upset, but she asked anyway, “Have you ever done that before? I mean, had a guy suck your dick?”

  “No,” Rob said right away. “Nope, never done that before.”

  That was all the information she really needed in that moment, so she let exhaustion catch up with her and fell into sleep. It seemed like only two minutes later, Froggy was jumping on their bed shrieking, “Santa was here!”

  Chapter Nine

  “Santa was here! Come look.” Froggy took Josie’s hand as she sat up in bed. “Come see the presents, Mommy! Make Daddy come too.”

  Rob rolled out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. “I’ll put some coffee on in a sec. Should we wake up Kaz?”

  “No, he’ll need his sleep,” she said as Froggy pulled her by the hand. She wanted to devote the morning to her little boy. The build-up to Christmas had been such a beautiful arc and, as much as she enjoyed Kaz’s company, she wanted to stand at its apex with her husband and child.

  “Mommy, are these presents all for me?” he asked.

  “All for you,” she replied. It warmed her heart that six parcels generated such a glowing response from the boy. If he didn’t know other parents spoiled their children with thirty plastic toys, he’d always be happy unwrapping handmade mittens and wooden puzzles fairly traded from Africa.

  Picking up a gift from under the tree, he asked, “Does Santa know my name is Froggy now, not Ewan anymore?”

  They’d always been amused by the way he pronounced his given name—it came out sounding like Ewok.

  With a smile, Josie said, “Santa knows everything. Now, let’s start with our stockings. We’ll unwrap presents when Daddy gets down here.”

  She wondered what the hell was taking her husband so long as she and Froggy pulled various fruits from their Christmas stockings. Josie never got to meet Rob’s parents before they passed, but he remembered them saying all they got in their stockings as children was an apple and an orange if they were good and a lump of coal if they were bad. Rob wanted to carry on that tradition by filling their stocking with fruits.

  “Look mommy!” Froggy giggled. She wasn’t paying attention to what she was pulling out of her stocking; she had both eyes glued to the staircase. “Mommy, you got a lemon!”

  “Oh,” she replied, looking at the fruit in her hand. “So I did. Well, mommy likes lemons. She puts them in her ice water and in her hot tea. Lemons are very yummy.”

  “No, yucky!” Froggy said, squishing up his nose. He held up his fruit. “Pears are yummy.”

  “Yes, pears are yummy too,” she agreed, leaning forward to see if Rob might be descending the stairs. He wasn’t. “Rob, we’re opening stockings without you.”

  “Yeah, Daddy! We started without you,” Froggy chimed in, crawling into Josie’s lap to sort through the rest of his stocking. “What’s this one?”

  “That’s an apricot. It’s like a little peach,” she told him as footfalls sounded on the staircase.

  He’d put on a T-shirt to go with his sleep pants. “Look who I found,” Rob said as he joined them by the fireplace.

  A very sleepy Kaz wobbled down the stairs. His eyes illuminated like any child’s when he caught sight of the tree and all the presents underneath it.

  “There’s a stocking for you over here,” Rob told him, taking it down from the mantle. On a bit of masking tape, Josie had written “Kaz” to personalize it.

  “This is an apricot!” Froggy shouted, holding the little orange fruit up in the air.

  “Indoor voice,” Josie pleaded.

  “Oh, coffee,” Rob said, hopping over Froggy and Josie to head to the kitchen.

  Kaz sat down on the floor and dug into his stocking. “Hey, a star fruit. Oh, and I recognize this one!”

  “What, the persimmon?” Rob called, sticking his head out of the kitchen to see. “Oh, yeah. Josie thought you’d get a kick out of that.”

  The whirlwind had begun, and Josie rested her back against the ottoman to watch. Christmas had a circus quality to it, and the only way to both survive and enjoy it was to sit back and observe. She smiled at the familiar joy on Froggy’s face, and the novel joy on Kaz’s as they sat on the floor eating fruit. She loved Rob even through the clatter from the kitchen. His need to take care of everyone warmed her heart as her cup of hot coffee warmed her hands. “Thanks, honey.”

  He kissed her lips softly, and then said, “Should we open presents now?”

  “Yeah!” Froggy cried. He ran to the fragrant tree, followed closely by Kaz and Rob. She wandered over too, and watched from the sofa as they unwrapped clothing. When they arrived at the pièce de resistance, she joined them on the floor near the tree.

  “I think you’re really going to like this one,” she said as Rob handed him the largest of the gifts. It was almost as big as Froggy, but he would grow and it would stay the same
size. He tore the paper from his gift in strips from the top down until he’d revealed an object that seemed to both delight and perplex him. Josie picked him up and sat him on the coffee table so he could see the top.

  “A drum!” he squealed, clapping his hands above his head.

  She pulled it over to him and the moment he could reach it, he tapped the hide with his fingers. The reverberating sound overwhelmed Josie for a moment. She thought she might cry. “That’s right. It’s a tribal drum, a bongo drum, and it’s from far away in Africa.”